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“The Hawkhurst Gang was a pernicious set of ruffians – smugglers, you understand – that held a rule of terror over the countryside when your grandfather was a boy. They committed every sort of atrocity, and were so strong in numbers – how many men was it they were able to muster within an hour, Father?’‘I forget,’ returned his lordship shortly. ‘Five hundred,’ supplied Richmond. ‘And they used to have regular battles with rival gangs!”

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Book:The Unknow Ajax
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The Unknow Ajax

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Georgette Heyer
Georgette Heyer

Georgette Heyer, born on August 16, 1902, was a renowned British novelist. Known for her historical novels and intricate love stories, Heyer's works are particularly famous for their depiction of the customs and habits of the British upper class in the 18th century. Her writing style is unique, characterized by its wit and humor, which has won her a large following among readers. more

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