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    Archive for March, 2007

    A Cryptic Clue

    Sunday, March 11th, 2007

    Another day, 1856 “Botter, Inspector…pay close attention now. I believe I have found another piece of the puzzle,” I said, beckoning to my companions. We were sat in a small tea-shop in London Town, the day after our unfortunate punch-up in the Lamb and Fist. I held in one hand a cup of Earl Grey, [...]

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    Brawls I Have Known

    Saturday, March 10th, 2007

    March 11th, 1856 My latest unsavoury encounter at the Lamb and Fist was not the first time I had entered into such a fracas, and I rather suspect it shall not be my last. Being a Lord, with fair, unblemished skin; and being in possession of wealth and breeding far beyond the wildest imaginings of [...]

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    Answers in a Bottle

    Friday, March 9th, 2007

    10th March, 1856 Our investigations, having turned up nothing more than a tin of shortbread and a distinct sense of repulsion, had ground to a halt. Deciding that we needed a moment to collect our thoughts, I decided we should immediately set forth to a nearby drinking establishment, and get ourselves shit-faced. We chanced upon [...]

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    A Dead End at Buckingham Place

    Thursday, March 8th, 2007

    March 9th, 1856 “Well, as much as I wasn’t expecting guests, I certainly wasn’t expecting to receive a fist to the face,” said the old lady, as Botter tended to her broken nose. The blow to the veteran’s visage had knocked the poor woman out cold for the night, during which time we had searched [...]

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    Face to Face with Evil

    Wednesday, March 7th, 2007

    8th March, 1856 Finally feeling that I was back to something resembling full health, my companions and I decided to leave the squalour of Spunkleford’s flat and journey onto Buckingham Place, the address of my threatening letter-writer. We took a hansom cab across the city, making a far-less eventful journey than our previous effort. Although [...]

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    Aches and Pains and Further Aches

    Tuesday, March 6th, 2007

    7th March 1856 Over the course of the following twenty-four hours, my body slowly began to heal. I’m no stranger to injuries and woundings, and while I lay bed-ridden, I recalled them from memory to pass the long, dull hours spent in Botter’s company. Here are some of my more notable injuries sustained upon my [...]

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    Recovery

    Monday, March 5th, 2007

    Some when in March, 1856 When I finally regained consciousness, I was disappointed to find that I was not in Heaven, with half-naked angels attending to my every sordid whim, but was in fact in a dimly-lit room having my brow mopped by Botter. “Your lordship, you’re awake!” “Yes, it would appear so, Botter. Either [...]

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    An Awful Nightmare of Astounding Awfulness

    Sunday, March 4th, 2007

    March 4th 1856, possibly. As the dark, black shroud of unconsciousness enveloped me, feint images began to swirl around in my head as I began to dream. I say dream, but the pictures I saw were positively nightmarish. I saw glimpses of a far-off future, so horrifying….so terrifying that it made me shudder to imagine [...]

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    Rough Riders

    Saturday, March 3rd, 2007

    March 3rd 1856 So, there we were, riding across the country, me and two commoners who collectively were emitting more foul stenches than the sewer-works on a hot, hot day. I had to spend most of the journey hanging out of the carriage window, gasping for fresh air. Even though my two companions were on [...]

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    Beggars Can Be Choosers

    Thursday, March 1st, 2007

    2nd March 1856 (or thereabouts) Now, where was I? Ah, yes, heading to London Town to track down my would-be assassin. Well, having gathered our senses after our drunken debacle, Botter and I recommenced our journey. However, after a few hours of aimless wandering, we soon came to the inevitable conclusion that we were lost. [...]

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