Talk:Leave her high and dry/@comment-1.132.106.34-20190628123027

On success, you get a stolen correspondence, and a page with the title “Yes, artists do believe that” with this text:

You may not offer to pay, but a smitten gentlewoman opens her purse instead. Nevertheless, hours later, the poet is still shredding notebook pages. You collect a scrap:

''How can a pig be so handsome? How can sleeves be so blue? Stay right here, stay right here with me, and I'll stay here with you.''

"Bring me the laudanum, quietly, quickly, for my head aches," she murmurs to herself. Now another well-meaning bystander has stepped in with F.F. Gebrandt's. At this rate, she'll be guzzling Tincture of Vigour by morning.

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