Paul’s, were rich and wonderful with the soft sunshine of London, the softest, the finest grained, the most penetrating and least emphatic sunshine in the world. ‘I told her you couldn’t have been flirting, but she wouldn’t believe me. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. "Humph!" exclaimed Jonathan, doubtfully. Perhaps she had found this new thing in life, the thing wonderful. Only I wish that it did not remind one so much of a second-hand clothes shop. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ1LjE2NC4yMzQgLSAxNC0wOS0yMDI0IDAzOjE4OjI3IC0gOTM3NzAyNTAw
This video was uploaded to waterscolumns.info on 09-09-2024 15:37:51
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12 - Ref13