A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's CourtHarper & Row, 1917 - 450 páginas Hank Morgan finds himself transported back to England's Dark Ages -- where he is immediately captured and sentenced to death at Camelot. Fortunately, he's quick-witted, and in the process of saving his life he turns himself into a celebrity -- winning himself the position of prime minister as well as the lasting enmity of Merlin. |
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