the legal brotherhood

“It must be this place planting seeds of doubt, like a virus in my mind. The devil is a liar,” She said.

The post hole digger did look ancient. I was pretty certain myself that it hadn′t dug any holes for a long, long time.

He had flattered himself, that this gentlewoman would decline the proposal, as she was a person seemingly of a demure disposition, who had been born and bred in the city, where such diversions are looked upon as scenes of lewdness and debauchery. For once, however, he reckoned without his host; curiosity is as prevalent in the city as at the court-end of the town […].