Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. She blew on the hand cannon and grabbed her bag of gunpowder. Capes looked at one and not over one, spoke to one, treated one as a visible concrete fact. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTMzLjE0Ni40NyAtIDIzLTA5LTIwMjQgMTQ6MjQ6NDAgLSA2NTU3NDk5NjM=
This video was uploaded to woodsdrivingschool.com on 20-09-2024 09:53:33
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10