We all need a partner. Sherlock has his Watson, Robin Hood has his Little John.
The Plague Doctor has the
Plague Nurse. If you were about to do medieval battle against infectious
miasmas armed with only a lantern, a rudimentary concept of personal hygiene,
and a beak full of smelly herbs and flowers, you'd want a second-in-command
who's got your back. And your front. And whatever other body parts you're
worried about, which is probably all of them.
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