{"product_id":"2940150425040","title":"Cornish Saints and Sinners","description":"We were three.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eGuy Moore, who had scraped through his \"final,\" and eaten his call dinner, and talked sometimes of full-bottomed wigs and woolsacks.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eGeorge Milner, surnamed the \"Bookworm.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMyself.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt was an old arrangement between Guy and myself to go somewhere as soon as the Long Vacation commenced, and the Bookworm, a relation of Guy's, was included on account of his health. The doctor told him that if he did not take a timely rest now he'd never read all the books in the British Museum library, which he had set himself to do before going to Paris to read there, and then some other place, and so on. Bookworms are like that. Our mutual friend was an earnest young man, and had the reader's look about the eyes; and when he went to bed he read unknown books in his sleep. The doctor said, \"Get him away—plenty of air, plenty of walking, no books.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWe met in Guy's chambers, and talked Cornwall; but the trouble was with the Bookworm, who wanted to take a truck-load of books with him.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWe decided on going to Penzance, and then rambling just where we would. A visit to the land of a lost language attracted the Bookworm, who at once added a few score books to be read on the spot.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eGuy was appointed guardian of the common purse, and empowered to make all arrangements.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe books were left behind.","brand":"Bronson Tweed Publishing","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47101815292144,"sku":"2940150425040","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940150425040_p0.jpg?v=1763744978","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940150425040","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}