Tea in the laboratory was a sort of suffragette reception. . “What can one say?” she exclaimed. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself. Farewell. He would always see the picture of the huge, raw-boned Dutchman, haranguing and thundering the word of God into the dull ears of South Sea Islanders, who, an hour later, would be carrying fruit penitently to their wooden images. It'll be your turn to save mine next. I came here to beg you not to sign that contract. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. The girl’s eyes never left his face. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. There’s that old gentleman at the end of the table—Bullding his name is. The money will last longer, and—it won’t bother you.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyNC4xNjUuNjYgLSAwMS0wNi0yMDI0IDIzOjIzOjQxIC0gMjE0NTI0NzQ4Mw==
This video was uploaded to ineel.net on 28-05-2024 17:13:37
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 - Resource Map: 8 - Resource Map: 9