‘I cannot begin to show you my gratitude. Thank you,’ he told her, while trying to brace himself up with the help of the tree. Light Heart bent o...er close so he could latch onto her neck with his right arm and steady himself. ‘Just lean on me… that’s it,’ she coached. She heard him gasping in pain until he was standing up as much as he could, towering over her. ‘Ah, thank you. Thank you,’ he repeated. ‘You my dear lady are a saint.’ ‘It’s no inconvenience,’ she assured him. ‘No, you are. She had a way of halfway smiling, she showed it to me now. A littlelopsided flash that sometimes seemed to want to cut you, sometimes seemedto want to lead you on. A look that warned you, something unexpected's upahead, I might push you just a bit, things may not go quite the way youthink. Lips that sort of smile, looks that sort of weigh you, make youhope you don't come up short, though why on earth, you wonder, should youcare. Not come-hither, not a smile you see a lot in a rundown,. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher Aufregung und Neugierde die Riemen und öffnete den Band.Ich war. The line winds around as it climbs and in many places as it curves the view out of the window was of a ravine hundreds of feet deep and nothing to stop the train from toppling. The camera caught the stupendous views as Deeta thanks Basil for giving up so much to be with her. He replies that giving up her would have been giving up everything. Deeta takes his hand and places it on her breast and they kiss. We then shot the whole scene again, because Indian audiences would be offended by public.