“But after all, dear Mr. Goldfaden," he went on, chilled by fear, "if God did not exist, what would you and I… — André Schwarz-Bart Copy Share Image
“It is night at the front, a shadow, a shot. The Jew who has just fired hears a moan... "And then, mother, the hair… — Andre Schwarz-Bart Copy Share Image
“But after all, dear Mr. Goldfaden," he went on, chilled by fear, "if God did not exist, what would you and I be?" The… — André Schwarz-Bart Copy Share Image
