“The sooner you tell me the better. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. I fought ten lions at once. It’s just upon my lunch-time. Good night. It is in vain to struggle against the arm of fate. You can’t possibly understand!” He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his urgency and wrath. By this time, several of the terrified domestics appeared with lights.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTcuMTc2LjE2OSAtIDE0LTA5LTIwMjQgMTU6NTA6NDggLSAxMTM0NTIzMTA5
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 13-09-2024 20:55:00
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10