CHAPTER II. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. " "Go, Sir," rejoined the knight, haughtily. " "May I trust you?" cried Thames, eagerly. ToC Monday, the 31st of August 1724,—a day long afterwards remembered by the officers of Newgate,—was distinguished by an unusual influx of visitors to the Lodge. The modern parts of the book were inspired by my worldview of high school as pure, unadulterated Hell.
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