At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. The man lingered. From the unlovely hillside his glance strayed to the several five-story towers of the pawnshops. She held out her hand frankly. He was chained to the ground, but started up at their approach. ’ She sagged a little suddenly, as if the painful memories in her mind had exhausted her body. ‘That’s wicked, that is. . He had often read about it, and once he had incorporated it in a story, that invisible force which sent men to prison and to the gallows, when a tongue controlled would have meant liberty indefinite. Had it not been for the Plague, she might have had her own babies. She had no inkling of that insupportable wrong. It was a moment of breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt. Most of my successes in life have been made with a sort of reckless vigor.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjExNi40Mi45IC0gMDMtMDYtMjAyNCAxMjozOTozOCAtIDE1OTAyMzY3NTI=
This video was uploaded to portuguesetoenglishtranslator.biz on 29-05-2024 13:01:06
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 - Resource Map: 9 - Resource Map: 10