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 »
> 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 »
> Shivering, dripping, and crying, they got Amy home; and, after an exciting time of it, she fell asleep, rolled in blankets, before a hot fire. »
And now it was three o'clock. The Antichrist had been on Earth for fifteen hours, and one angel and one demon had been drinking »
> Who could make an account of their having inflicted other illness in the bodies of humans, like blindness or very sharp pains and agonies? Nonetheless, »