“The adventures I do not doubt, Annabel,” she said. If ever I could bring myself to ask you any favour, I would ask you to forget even as I have forgotten. The Widow and her Child. "Before you go, bring me the bottle of pineapple rum I opened yesterday. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father. Arriving at the chapel, their wonder increased. That is an evil place!” She cried. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDUyLjE1LjE0OC4xODcgLSAyMi0wOS0yMDI0IDIzOjMxOjExIC0gMTU0OTg3MDM2Nw==
This video was uploaded to usavacationcenters.com on 22-09-2024 17:11:47
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11