To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. So, you see—’ ‘Do not say any more,’ Melusine uttered, flinging away and moving to the fireplace. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. ‘Come, cry a truce. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. “Oh, Lord!” she said, discovering what she was up to, and dropped lightly from the fence upon the turf and went on her way toward the crest. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyNy44OS4xOTcgLSAxMC0wNi0yMDI0IDEwOjE4OjQxIC0gMTUxOTgwNA==
This video was uploaded to ghqzgj.com on 06-06-2024 05:13:08
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8 - Resource Map: 9