Her father was holding her waist, smiling. “You have not feeling enough. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing his person, and offering a reward for his capture. The man turned at the exclamation, and so did several of the bystanders; but they could not make out who had uttered it. “There is no—Good God!” he exclaimed. ‘Typical.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyNS4xNzUuMjAxIC0gMDctMDgtMjAyNCAwMToyOTowNyAtIDE4NTA0NTUzNjQ=
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 06-08-2024 18:13:34
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 - Resource Map: 9