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March 7, 2006
Pulling his trusty steed, Minefield, up to the entrance of the Quinn estate, Lord Salisbury dismounted and knocked thrice upon the large, wooden door, using the heavy iron doorknocker in the shape of Henry Thoreau's head. From up in her room, Marsha Quinn heard the knock all three times, and the sound produced in her a wave of excitement and carnal terror that she had not experienced since she had discovered, at age twelve, her father out in the old family barn, making violent love to an owl. Quickly she stumbled to her feet and donned a suit of armor.