Dumping fertilizer on top of whatever mysterious goop was in the storage tank created a combustible mix which caught fire.
You're acquitted, and I'm sorry about the new dent.
[…] a chair immediately opposite to Tressady's place remained vacant. It was being kept for the eldest son of the house, his mother explaining carelessly to Lord Fontenoy that she believed he was Out parishing somewhere, as usual.
Out parishing somewhere, as usual.
Children in bubbling charm / Said Freedom is joysome / For we play it in a rhythm!
Freedom is joysome / For we play it in a rhythm
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