’
‘I don’t know that there is so much to tell. Melusine had confessed this morning, that she had borrowed his horse, that
Jack had met with his accident through her fault. So the talk went on, and presently they were criticising novelists, and certain
daring essays of Wilkins got their due share of attention, and then they were
discussing the future of the theatre. It was your sister who
married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?”
Anna nodded. “I have made no arrangements as yet—
none at all. “It’s odd,” said Ann Veronica, re-entering the flat. '"
"An ingenious device," laughed Gay. "The Chevalier shall hear of this," whispered the woollen-draper. ’
His friend held it out of the way. She entered the
front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the
old wood table waiting for guests who would never come.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjExNy4xMDMuMjU1IC0gMjktMDYtMjAyNCAwODoxNToxMCAtIDIwNTE5ODg3NjM=
This video was uploaded to damaulifm.org on 25-06-2024 07:55:55