"Pish!" exclaimed Hogarth. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. Remote little Ann Veronica! She would never know the heart of that child again! That child had loved fairy princes with velvet suits and golden locks, and she was in love with a real man named Capes, with little gleams of gold on his cheek and a pleasant voice and firm and shapely hands. Her birthday was four months away, and that, at its extremist point, might give her another five pounds. ‘You would have a history of my life? Very well. Mrs. “I’ve been looking out for you,” he said. Sir John saw it, and was flattered. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTI5LjIxOC4xMTggLSAxNC0wOS0yMDI0IDA1OjU0OjI3IC0gNTkwMTY0OTcy
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 12-09-2024 06:58:43
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9