His thoughts, indeed, were too painful for utterance, and so acute were his feelings, that, for some time, they quite overcame him. ” Lucy stated. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells. His throat filled; he wanted to weep. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. “I thought you wanted to have a talk to me,” she said. I would have heard her. “There’s the classes,” said Constance, the well-informed. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjExNy4xNDEuNTIgLSAwOS0wNi0yMDI0IDA5OjEwOjMyIC0gMTAyNzA5MDc5NQ==
This video was uploaded to jiiney.com on 05-06-2024 03:47:38
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