Further on, there were impressions of bloody footsteps along the floor. “Time for my Patience,” she said. Her evident terror and distress reinforced the tale he told. She was quite unconcerned. A door led to the inner room; and it was evident from the peals of merriment, and other noises, that, ever and anon, resounded from within, that this chamber was occupied by the Marquis and his friends. Perhaps the day of her recompense was at hand. How could she tell him what indeed already began to puzzle herself, why she had borrowed that money at all? The plain fact was that she had grabbed a bait. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTM3LjE0Ni43MSAtIDIwLTA1LTIwMjQgMTY6NTM6NTMgLSAzOTY3NjM5MjI=
This video was uploaded to brazilianportuguesetranslatorincanada.info on 17-05-2024 22:37:42
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8
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