’ Chapter Five ‘Now then, young Jack,’ Gerald said, turning to the lad, who was sitting in the place lately vacated by his self-appointed mistress, but in a state of far less relaxation. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. The procession now wound its way, without further interruption, along Holborn.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM3LjE2Ny4xMDcgLSAxNy0wNi0yMDI0IDE2OjMyOjAxIC0gNzY2MDM4MzI0
This video was uploaded to portuguesetoenglishtranslator.biz on 14-06-2024 10:30:19
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11 - Ref12
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7