“I believe it is. He's more like a lord than—" As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a young man marched boldly into the room. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. The third time she escaped she reached the inconsequent barricade of the overturned table. “Won’t you give me your address?” She shook her head. "Is it you?" "It is," replied Sheppard, as he untied the cords. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjE4OC4yMjcuMzMgLSAwNy0wNy0yMDI0IDIxOjQwOjEyIC0gNTc5NjgxMDAy
This video was uploaded to jandlonmark.org on 07-07-2024 04:15:53
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
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