To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. The latter took from his pocket a small note-book and pencil. She thought of the smiles she would gather when she brought forth his first grandson. I want my freedom.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM1LjI0OS4yMyAtIDIwLTA1LTIwMjQgMjE6MDQ6MzQgLSA4MzYxNDkxOTI=
This video was uploaded to portuguesetoenglishtranslator.biz on 18-05-2024 13:03:57
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