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On his right hand, between the thumb and forefinger, there is a deep cut. The cut was unhealed and was made about two days before his death. Forensic experts suggest that the subject was in a fight, one that, on that occasion, he came out the victor. There was a crack in the bow, a …
He who neglects what is done for what ought to be done, sooner effects his ruin than his preservation. Machiavelli, the Prince, Chapter 15 “Is the report true?” “Yes, my lady,” said the messenger. “I am afraid it is. The Prince marches at the head of an army of five thousand.” “What else have you …
The Italian Ugo was a small man, and he could scarcely see over the battlements. Besides, the chainmail he was wearing was far too big for him and hung loosely down over his thin body. His helmet was too big for his head. He looked quite absurd, standing there and scarcely able to see over …
For the alchemist Nicholas Flamel it was liquid gold, aab-i-Hayat, or water of life, according to the Persians, Amrit Ras, juice of Soma, for the Hindus and uisce beathe, or whiskey breath for the Celts and for the Chinese: 酏 Yǐ. They said it was a miracle. The emperor awoke from a bad dream and …
A man with a hump is often a dupe, but the hunchback was determined not to be. The Duke was in love with a young lady living incognito in the merchant’s quarter. “She looks so fine,” he said, “her cheeks blush like red wine.” The hunchback hurried home and found his daughter at prayers. “Put …
Mota was a fat, old snake sold to Kohli the snake charmer for a few miserable rupee. When Kohli got him to dance to the pungi, Mota could barely lift his hood. To the crowd the pungi was magic, but to the snake it was a curse. As he raised his hood, Mota wanted to …
I like Stephen. He’s a damn good fella. He’s very bright and very clever. He earns a sack of potatoes in the City. I like Stephen. He’s a damn good fella. He’s very bright and very clever. My wife thinks so, too. Now she’s living in his flat in Cheapside. I like Stephen. He’s a …