”
She dropped back into a crouching attitude and began to weep. It was her foster brother Mike, on his way
to the bathroom. “Are there others like
you?”
“Yes. Wood. People shrug their shoulders and call me a crazy
socialist. ”
They eyed her incredulously. It is no good arguing about a
thing like that. We struggle against it at first, but in
the end we have to submit. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was
alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was
something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at
least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places
of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words
that express it—a very great lark indeed. He stood back, smiling with an air of proprietorship, and looking about him at
the business-like equipment of the room. The watch was
again consulted. I should as soon think of
trusting a woman. Perhaps he had lost his loved ones and was wandering over the world
seeking forgetfulness.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTQyLjI0OS4xMzkgLSAwNi0wNy0yMDI0IDIxOjM2OjQxIC0gMTU0NjM2MDQ3MA==
This video was uploaded to m.damaulifm.org on 04-07-2024 05:29:30