To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
The lady looked them over in silence, and then pouting lips trembled, dark eyelashes fluttered, and in a broken voice, she pleaded, ‘Honoured messieurs, you will not allow this—this pig, to be thus cruel? He cannot arrest me. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. I'll have a peep at him, if I die for it," she muttered, as she went out. ’ I received strange looks from them. “And yet I do it without compunction. Taking his way along East Smithfield, mounting Little Tower-hill, and threading the Minories and Hounsditch, he arrived without accident or molestation, at Moorfields. A man came out, and walking recklessly, almost cannoned into Ennison. Promise me that you will not disobey the injunctions of her whose memory we must both of us ever revere. . " He patted her hand. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ1LjE5OS4xMTIgLSAyMS0wOS0yMDI0IDE1OjUyOjExIC0gMTYzODI0MzU2NQ==
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 21-09-2024 03:01:38
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8