"First take the child," cried Darrell, holding up the infant, and clinging to the oar with a dying effort. " "Mr. I didn't mean it. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. I'm glad of it, I'm sure; for it's all owing to him his poor mother's here. She would just have to show up and hope for the best.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjExOS4yMTMuMjI1IC0gMDEtMDctMjAyNCAyMTowMzo1NCAtIDEzNDczNDUyNzY=
This video was uploaded to damaulifm.org on 30-06-2024 10:53:39
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8 - Resource Map: 9