Bitte!. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself. I’m not to study, I’m not to grow. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them. “If it will keep you busy,” he said, with a faintly ironical smile. Had to give up the work and take to this.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyNC41Mi4xNzYgLSAxMi0wOS0yMDI0IDIxOjE2OjUyIC0gNjk5NTUxMTA0
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 09-09-2024 11:38:43
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10