"There's a young woman. The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible
dimple peeped out. He would require things of her, and she would be
passionately concerned to meet his requirements. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn
object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. And talking of every conceivable thing. She wondered wildly why she had stood up. Then she saw the bodies piled in the corner. It is a true saying that in the mountains there is
peace. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his
cockaded hat and handing it over. There were electric and ice plants, and a great store in which one could buy
anything from jewsharps to gas-engines. She got up, as she had been told to do, at his appearance, and he
amazed her by sitting down, according to custom, on her stool. “A new admirer, Annabel? But what has that to do with your going to England?”
“Everything! He is Sir John Ferringhall—very stupid, very respectable, very
egotistical. You've a good deal to go through to-night. "
"Quite the contrary," rejoined the woollen-draper, laughing good-humouredly.
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