The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. “Because I hate you!” She spat. Beauty has bloomed and faded. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere.
Video ID: Y2xhdWRlYm90IC0gMTguMjIzLjAuNTMgLSAxNy0wNC0yMDI0IDIyOjAxOjU3IC0gMTY4MDY5NjU4NQ==
This video was uploaded to www.9ktenews.com on 14-04-2024 09:23:17
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5