He stopped before her suddenly. “How are you feeling?” She asked with grave concern in her voice. By the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it now? Hell and the devil!—gone!" He looked around in vain. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. They were sitting alone, Lucy. Her momentary instinct was to run to him and be comforted, like the old times. A certain irritation crept into his manner as he did so.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjExNi44LjgzIC0gMzAtMDYtMjAyNCAyMDo0NzoxMCAtIDUyODc2MTEyMQ==
This video was uploaded to jandlonmark.org on 27-06-2024 22:35:50
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7