The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. ‘What is it?’ asked Roding. “One day,” he resumed, “we will start off early and come down into Kandersteg and up these zigzags and here and here, and so past this Daubensee to a tiny inn—it won’t be busy yet, though; we may get it all to ourselves—on the brim of the steepest zigzag you can imagine, thousands of feet of zigzag; and you will sit and eat lunch with me and look out across the Rhone Valley and over blue distances beyond blue distances to the Matterhorn and Monte Rosa and a long regiment of sunny, snowy mountains. . But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he was sure to be recognised. ” “I am frightened of Sir John,” he said, “but I suggest that we risk it. ’ ‘I chose to come with you, miss,’ Jack interrupted more firmly.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQxLjQuMTc5IC0gMjItMDktMjAyNCAxMzozMTozMiAtIDEyNTE4ODkzNzI=
This video was uploaded to theblogfullofgames.com on 20-09-2024 19:38:47
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9