"I don't know how it is," he added in a low voice to Thames, as they were left alone, "but I've a strange foreboding of ill. ‘He is not in England, you understand. Recovery impossible. “Will you be moral and your species, or immoral and yourself? We’ve decided to be immoral. D. It is dull—deadly dull. Meantime, the Stone Hall was crowded by all the inmates of the jail, debtors, felons, turnkeys, and officers who could obtain permission to witness the ceremony of the prisoner's irons being struck off. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. I am a thing to be used.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDEzLjU5Ljc5LjE3NiAtIDIyLTA5LTIwMjQgMTE6MzU6MTEgLSA0Njc4MDI1OTc=
This video was uploaded to thenextfuture.net on 21-09-2024 15:14:03
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9