To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
‘It did not seem to me that it was so. There would be no moon. “Thank you. " And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. “Bless you, sweetheart. . I’m damaged goods. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. But, in spite of his general insensibility to such matters, Quilt could not help commenting upon the delicious perfume wafted from the numerous flower-beds past which they were driving. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. Spurlock's vision was oddly of the past. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTUuMTg5LjEwOSAtIDAyLTA2LTIwMjQgMTc6NTA6MDYgLSAzODQ5ODE5NDg=
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 01-06-2024 18:57:03
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8