” She paused. Just dreamed—and ran away even from my dreams. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. The girl regarded him with the face of a Sphinx. I cannot tell you much about it, but my bad times are over for the present. “I’ve got nothing in the world to pack with except a toy size portmanteau. And in reality even that magic garden-close resolves itself into a villa at Morningside Park and my father being more and more cross and overbearing at meals—and a general feeling of insecurity and futility. Sheppard, with a vehemence that shook even the hardened wretch beside her, "begone, and tempt me not. She wished her father and aunt would not enjoy their dinner with such quiet determination.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIyNC4zMS4xNDQgLSAxNC0wNy0yMDI0IDA0OjAyOjQzIC0gMTI5OTE3NzI5OQ==
This video was uploaded to ineel.net on 12-07-2024 00:36:47
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12 - Ref13 - Ref14
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7