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“He must be a man of some force.' 'He's a religious fanatic.' Leo suddenly smiled. 'So were Martin Luther and Oliver Cromwell and John the Baptist, Viscountess. Give me a good religious fanatic every time! They always mean business, and they'll do what they set out to do or die trying.”

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The Mermaid in the Basement

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Gilbert Morris
Gilbert Morris

Gilbert Morris, born in 1929, is a renowned author from the United States. His works span a variety of subjects including history, religion, and philosophy, and have been well-received by readers worldwide. more

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