"Mother!" cried the son, "help!" "What is this?" shrieked Lady Trafford, raising herself on the couch, and extending her hands towards him. “Your arrival is really most opportune. ‘That is my mother. He singled out my poor husband from a crowd of other felons; and you know how right he was in that case, Sir. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyMS4xMzYuMTQyIC0gMTQtMDktMjAyNCAwMzozOTozNSAtIDE1MDIzNDg1NTY=
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 11-09-2024 10:12:45
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9