She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold. "Curiosity, I suppose," returned Jack, carelessly. He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. As to his mother, I've no pity for her. His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTMzLjE1MC4xNDIgLSAyMS0wOS0yMDI0IDE4OjIyOjQ4IC0gNDg0NDAyNDkx
This video was uploaded to thenextfuture.net on 21-09-2024 02:14:25
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12 - Ref13