Wood's ear, whispered, "secret agents from France—you understand—friends to the cause—hem!" "I see,—persons of rank!" Mr. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. . At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. The girl wished that she had come afoot, despite the knowledge that she would have suffered many inconveniences, accidental and intentional jostling, insolence and ribald jest.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ1LjM3LjEyNiAtIDMwLTA5LTIwMjQgMDQ6NTU6MTYgLSA5MzAxMzk1NTI=
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 29-09-2024 14:19:50