To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a
web browser that
supports HTML5 video
It was
the bitterest moment of her life. “I admired your sister in Paris,” he answered, “but I do not believe that I regard
her now as altogether the same person. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival
of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read
for the first time. Had he come to see her to find if she needed something? No. It
seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. ‘Let her go. "It is with no small
concern," writes an anonymous historian of Newgate, "that I am obliged to
observe that the women in every ward of this prison are exceedingly worse than
the worst of the men not only in respect to their mode of living, but more
especially as to their conversation, which, to their great shame, is as profane and
wicked as hell itself can possibly be. Wood the carpenter. They order me to get my man, and I get him.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIxOS42Ni4yMzcgLSAzMC0wNi0yMDI0IDIzOjAwOjI0IC0gMTUwNjIxNDI3Mw==
This video was uploaded to damaulifm.org on 28-06-2024 03:31:53