To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
" "Thank'ee, Sir," grinned Sheppard. "Sit down, and enjoy yourself. ” She smiled artificially as she scanned the audience and located John. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood. If Jack Sheppard could behold his mother in this state, he'd have a lesson he'd never forget—ay, and a severer one than even the hangman could read him. He was still thickly clad in jeans. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. She dismissed the idea of doing so. Cheveney was looking after her, I think, then. ” “Why not?” “You see, if I do go home my father objects to the College, and as for typing —” “Don’t go home.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIxNi4yNy45MSAtIDEyLTA1LTIwMjQgMjA6Mjg6MDYgLSAxNDM4MDMwOTg4
This video was uploaded to adiszena.com on 12-05-2024 14:18:03
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7