To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
"It was given me by a man who was drinking t'other night with Blueskin at the Lion! and who, though he slouched his hat over his eyes, and muffled his chin in a handkerchief, must have been Jonathan Wild. It presented a cleanshaven face with a large Corinthian nose, hair tremendously waving off the forehead and more chin and neck than is good for a man. They seemed to her that morning to be all armed with nets and prepared to throw them over her directly her movements became in any manner truly free. Particularly when it was obvious the fellow was one of these pitiful wretches weak enough to allow themselves to be ousted from their inheritances and thus obliged to come seeking succour of their neighbours. ‘Now then, girl. Herculis was a port city on the Tyrrhenian Sea not far from where the manor had been. I could not become an Oracle. Mr. But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. Remember that. She was a much lighter and more frivolous person, very charming and companionable—but with a difference—a great difference. I shall still wear your favor—even if it is a stolen and forbidden favor—in my casque.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQ3LjYwLjIzOSAtIDI4LTA2LTIwMjQgMjM6MTA6MTQgLSAyMTM4NTk0NDM=
This video was uploaded to brazilianportuguese.biz on 25-06-2024 11:24:39
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7