He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. “These are the sort of things that aren’t supposed to happen. Sometimes I try to talk. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the agreement through to her. ‘You keep a-hold of him,’ Trodger ordered his men.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ3LjU1LjEzNyAtIDAzLTA2LTIwMjQgMTY6NDQ6NTcgLSAxNTA4NTQyODIx
This video was uploaded to adiszena.com on 31-05-2024 01:47:19
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6