Jill was caught distributing suffragette pamphlets against her landlord's wishes. Summoned to his chambers, she removed her knickers, bent over, and raised her gown for the requisite caning. To her horror, Mr. Windsor had different ideas for dealing with
Sir, I visited my club in Pall Mall, and joined my friend Lord Palmerston for a glass of their noted brandy. He spoke of a new venture down The Strand, of pamphlets & magazines ne'er seen before, that every gentleman might desire. I have made a modest
