Slowly, he completed his unsteady downstroke and turned the pen to the left, drawing something like a hook, as he had been told. He lifted the pen and moved it a little way to the right, where he scratched a shape that vaguely resembled a horseshoe. Further to the right again, he essayed a small ...
Instead, I went to the nuptials of my most noble brother Charles Quinton, tenth Earl of Ravensden, with the heart and smile of a corpse. Yet it was a bright and cheery morn as the Earl and I rode out of Ravensden House. We were both attired in fine new garb, namely deep blue tunic coats with silv...
Sir William Clarke, secretary to His Grace of Albemarle, slaine. Sir Christopher Myngs, maimed, and since dead. Captain Holles, his arm shot off. Captain Miller, his leg shot off, since dead. Captain G...