” A momentary bitterness crept into Anna’s tone. She was very pretty. “Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide, uncomfortable pause. But there was, it insisted, no mobility in his face, no movement, nothing about him that warmed. " "And what should a young man like this one have to forget?" Prudence demanded to know. While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDEzLjU4LjUxLjM2IC0gMjEtMDktMjAyNCAxODozMjowMyAtIDE2NzE1NTk4MTA=
This video was uploaded to thenextfuture.net on 18-09-2024 18:14:17
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8