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I spy a little bright cafe in one corner of the port, in front of which I now propose we should sit down

There is no certain clue to the date of the following; neither has it been possible to make sure what was the enclosure mentioned. The special illness referred to seems to be that of the beginning of May 1884. [Dots … Continue reading

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What fun we could have, if we were all well, what work we could do, what a happy place we could make it for each other!

RLS was reading up for his history book of the Highlands. The project was eventually abandoned, but he used his research when he came to write his novel Kidnapped (published in 1886). [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by … Continue reading

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