“Why, it’s David!” he exclaimed. He raised her to a sitting position. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. Here and there, a building might be seen with the doors and windows driven in, and all access to it prevented by the heaps of bricks and tilesherds. She turned on the lad with her, who was visibly relieved. ‘Is he meeting you here then, my dear?’ ‘He had better,’ said Lucilla. "It would avail him little if he did," replied Kneebone. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. They reluctantly went back to school the Thursday after New Year’s Day. He was roused from the stupor of despair into which he had sunk by the voice of Ben, who roared in his ear, "The bridge!—the bridge!" CHAPTER VII.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQzLjI0Ny4xNTUgLSAwNy0wNy0yMDI0IDAxOjQ2OjIxIC0gMTYxODQ3NTM4MQ==
This video was uploaded to jandlonmark.org on 02-07-2024 12:08:17
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8
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 - Resource Map: 10