It throbs cruelly. “I am perfectly certain that that man meant to be rude to me. Is there anything you'd like?" "Books. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. "You musht do dat shob yourself, Mishter Vild," rejoined Abraham, shaking his head. Decidedly this was imbecile. “By Jove!” he said, “there is something direct about you. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip Are dug from the mines of canary; And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip With hogsheads of claret and sherry. ” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM3LjIxOC41IC0gMDEtMDctMjAyNCAwODoxNTozNiAtIDE2NzQyMzgwNDc=
This video was uploaded to portuguesetoenglishtranslator.biz on 26-06-2024 19:12:49
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8
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