‘You said?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham, your great-aunt, miss. When he recovered his mental faculties, he would lie there, neutral; they could save him or let him die, as they pleased; and the doctor knew that he would wear himself out forcing his own will to live into this neutrality. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness. Who is to say that I am not André Valade, an obscure relation of the late vicomte. But I know a little place where we’ll get a little quiet talk. A woman isn’t much freer—in reality. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTUuMTQ1LjE1MyAtIDAyLTA2LTIwMjQgMTc6MzI6MTQgLSAxNjkxMTUzNzE3
This video was uploaded to portuguesetoenglishtranslator.biz on 29-05-2024 06:19:40
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7