He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. They stopped talking, except to each other. " "When will you want me?"—with pitiful eagerness. Paris, 18. The wretch you confide in has sworn to hang you. ” She raked into the fire with the poker. Monsieur Charvill, he has not the means to choose different. ” “Not in the least,” Anna answered calmly. “You say that he is alive. Mr. You must know that. But she veiled her feelings. He was manifestly exerting his mind for her, and she found herself fully disposed to justify his interest. ” “Yes, it is.
Video ID: Q0NCb3QvMi4wIChodHRwczovL2NvbW1vbmNyYXdsLm9yZy9mYXEvKSAtIDMuMjM1LjYwLjE5NyAtIDA3LTEyLTIwMjMgMTI6MzU6MDEgLSAyNTYyMTgxODk=
This video was uploaded to 21mw.info-mag.fr on 06-12-2023 22:31:08