She had never thought of him at all in that way before. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. Oh God! pardon me. But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. The more she disentangled the lines of her situation the deeper grew her self-disgust. And then—this sudden thrust.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM1LjE4OC4xMjEgLSAyMS0wOS0yMDI0IDIxOjA3OjEyIC0gNDY3Njk0NDgz
This video was uploaded to tructiepcauthongthuongde.org on 21-09-2024 01:34:23
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9