To view this video please enable JavaScript, and consider upgrading to a web browser that supports HTML5 video
" He sent the doctor a sly glance. A disagreeable young man, with red hair and a loose mouth, seated at the reporter’s table, was only too manifestly sketching her. One doesn’t realize that even the sort of civilization one has at Morningside Park is held together with difficulty. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. . And it has been well for you that he imagines the child was drowned. Mrs. . He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. " "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjE4OC4zNy4xMzYgLSAyOS0wOS0yMDI0IDAxOjIxOjAxIC0gMTM0OTU2ODYx
This video was uploaded to welovewebmarketing.com on 28-09-2024 12:13:12