Friday, September 8, 1634

Günter Bettin lay on the floor of his cell waiting for the warder to come with his supper, a bowl of whatever leftover was available from the nearest Meiningen inn. He looked up to the narrow window set high in the cell's wall. It was too narrow for an escape route. Bettin didn't think it was wide enough to pass a hand much less his entire body. The . . .

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