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The evil me emerged yesterday in class. We had spent the whole session talking about legal systems and charters and how Richard's fundraising gave a big impetus to some kinds of civic development. We also talked about recipes for ale, for some reason.

Next Tuesday is the last Richard I class and it is also the darkest and drearest time of year. I suggested to my class that we should end with lamias and ghosts and what Richard might have believed his afterlife would be. I also plan to talk about Richard's demon ancestry.

If my students don't get nightmares it will not be my fault.