She turned and looked at the red LED of the alarm clock that read 3:55. Tears started to the young man's eyes on beholding the change, and it was with difficulty he could command himself sufficiently to make the inquiries he desired to do respecting the former owner of the house. Before he could draw in the rein, his steed—startled apparently by some object undistinguishable by the rider,—swerved with such suddenness as to unseat him, and precipitate him on the ground. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning. ‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced. Why? Here was a curtain indeed.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQxLjQyLjExNiAtIDIyLTA5LTIwMjQgMDI6MjU6MzEgLSAxMTMxMDQ4OTM0
This video was uploaded to thenextfuture.net on 17-09-2024 08:21:17
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12 - Ref13