Ernest Hemingway 
For Whom the Bell Tolls 

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. The young man, who was tall and thin, with sun-streaked fair hair, and a wind and sun – burned face, who wore the sun – faded flannel shirt, a pair of peasant’s trousers and rope – soled shoes, leaned over, put his arm through one of the leather pack straps and swung the heavy pack up onto his shoulders. He worked his arm through the other strap and settled the weight of the pack against his back. His shirt was still wet from where the pack had rested.