Catherine, the silence that followed Mr Pravos’decalration was of both prodigious length (indeed it seemed nigh on interminable) and profundity.
T’was the king who spoke first and he was all fearful disbelief as he said “An amassment of gun powder barrels large enough to extirpate London! Surely such an amount could not exist. It is all hollow hearted disseminating, it must be!”
I looked upon Pravos’ ill humoured visage and everything about this villainous wretch, from his brow to his distinctive gait, spoke of a man capable of considerable forethought and ingenious scheming. It was with regret therefore, that I found myself to be of the decided opinion that Mr Pravos was the very personification of one in possession of a plan of contingency.