Part 2
Night soon came to the capital. The din of the marketplace continued in a subdued murmur, the song and raillery from the taverns became more pervasive, the dulcet scents of hardy suppers wafted from the open windows of houses, and the reporter was rapt in deliberation as to whether he should brave the horrors and joviality of a Frewyn inn or sleep within the auspices of the Church, preying upon their hospitality for a clean bed, warm food and protection from the...
Published on August 15, 2011 03:42