To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
“What else was I to do?” For some seconds she stood watching him and both were thinking very quickly. ” Diane purred. “I wonder,” she said, “why one writes him sentences like that? It’ll have to go,” she decided, “I’ve written too many already. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyMy4xNzEuNTEgLSAwMS0xMC0yMDI0IDAzOjMzOjUzIC0gMTg1ODE1MzMzOQ==
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 28-09-2024 09:46:46