‘You have no need to be afraid of us. ” He glanced over at her cockeyed, and then returned his gaze to the road. “In five minutes I shall be ready. I do not love any one. I will light the stove, and there shall be some coffee presently. ” “And in Paris——” “In Paris,” he interrupted, “she was a very delightful companion, but beyond that —one did not take her seriously. “You see, it comes after all,” she continued, “from certain original convictions which have become my religion. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. ‘Here we go again.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM2LjI3LjExOSAtIDEzLTA5LTIwMjQgMDA6MzE6MTYgLSAxNzQxMDY3MzYw
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 11-09-2024 19:28:32
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11