Gaudy Night, by Dorothy Sayers
> "Tell me," said the Dean, "Lord Peter - what is he like?" > "To look at, do you mean? Or »
> "Tell me," said the Dean, "Lord Peter - what is he like?" > "To look at, do you mean? Or »
> When the devil came, He was not red. »
> It is ironic that the prison itself was a product of concerted efforts by reformers to create a better system of punishment. If the words »
Alphonse Mucha [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alphonse_Mucha] »
> A short, dark-haired man sidled around the door, blinking in the sudden blaze of sunlight. Sassoon, sitting on the bed, looked up from the golf »