“I am dying to renew my acquaintance with London, Mrs. There must be real Valjeans, else how could authors write about them? Supposing some day she met one of these astonishing creators, who could make one cry and laugh and forget, who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness? Most of us have witnessed carnivals. ’ He slid slowly down and collapsed to the stone floor, fainting dead away. He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. "I don't deserve it," he said, at length; "but I would have risked a thousand deaths to enjoy this moment's happiness. She did not hear his approach, but continued her occupation without raising her head.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjE5MS4xNC41MCAtIDI1LTEwLTIwMjQgMDY6MzM6MzQgLSAyNjEzOTMwNDI=
This video was uploaded to betosfer.xyz on 22-10-2024 03:59:58
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9