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Below are 10 articles randomly chosen from Wikipedia's Featured Articles list. Brief descriptions and links are below the cut.

Bride of Frankenstein is a 1935 American science fiction horror film, and the first sequel to Universal Pictures' 1931 film Frankenstein. As with the first film, Bride of Frankenstein was directed by James Whale starring Boris Karloff as the Monster and Colin Clive as Dr. Frankenstein. The sequel features Elsa Lanchester in the dual role of Mary Shelley and the bride.

Chew Stoke is a small village and civil parish in the affluent Chew Valley, in Somerset, England, about 8 miles (13 km) south of Bristol and 10 miles north of Wells. It is at the northern edge of the Mendip Hills, a region designated by the United Kingdom as an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, and is within the Bristol and Bath green belt.

David Hillhouse Buel Jr. (July 19, 1862 – May 23, 1923) was an American priest who served as the president of Georgetown University. A Catholic priest and Jesuit for much of his life, he later left the Jesuit order to marry, and subsequently left the Catholic Church to become an Episcopal priest.

Denbies is a large estate to the northwest of Dorking in Surrey, England. A farmhouse and surrounding land originally owned by John Denby was purchased in 1734 by Jonathan Tyers, the proprietor of Vauxhall Gardens in London, and converted into a weekend retreat. The house he built appears to have been of little architectural significance, but the Gothic garden he developed in the grounds on the theme of death achieved some notoriety, despite being short-lived.

Courbet was the lead ship of her class of four dreadnought battleships, the first ones built for the French Navy. She was completed shortly before the start of World War I in August 1914.

The ketogenic diet is a high-fat, adequate-protein, low-carbohydrate dietary therapy that in conventional medicine is used mainly to treat hard-to-control (refractory) epilepsy in children. The diet forces the body to burn fats rather than carbohydrates.

The football match between Manchester United and Ipswich Town played at Old Trafford, Manchester, on 4 March 1995 as part of the 1994–95 FA Premier League finished in a 9–0 victory for the home team. The result stands as the joint record, with Southampton having subsequently lost by the same scoreline at home to Leicester City in 2019 and away at Manchester United in 2021, while Bournemouth also lost 9–0 to Liverpool in 2022.

M-185 is a state trunkline highway in the U.S. state of Michigan that circles Mackinac Island, a popular tourist destination on the Lake Huron side of the Straits of Mackinac, along the island's shoreline. A narrow paved road of 8.004 miles (12.881 km), it offers scenic views of the straits that divide the Upper and the Lower peninsulas of Michigan and Lakes Huron and Michigan.

Santa María de Óvila is a former Cistercian monastery built in Spain beginning in 1181 on the Tagus River near Trillo, Guadalajara, about 90 miles (140 km) northeast of Madrid. During prosperous times over the next four centuries, construction projects expanded and improved the small monastery. Its fortunes declined significantly in the 18th century, and in 1835 it was confiscated by the Spanish government and sold to private owners who used its buildings to shelter farm animals.

Sarcoscypha coccinea, commonly known as the scarlet elf cup, or the scarlet cup, is a species of fungus in the family Sarcoscyphaceae of the order Pezizales. The fungus, widely distributed in the Northern Hemisphere, has been found in Africa, Asia, Europe, North and South America, and Australia.

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The Road Forgotten - Chapter 4

Pairing: Arthur Havisham (Dickensian) x OFC

A/N: I made Arthur bisexual and paired him with a female character in this. I know some writers have gotten flack for pairing Arthur with a female character (or reader), so if it's not your cup of tea, please walk away.

This is mostly based on the events of "Dickensian", but I've also incorporated some elements and characters from "Great Expectations". Most notably, Satis House is in Kent (as in the book) instead of in London.

Summary: A few years after his plan to swindle his sister ended in tragedy, Arthur Havisham is a shadow of a man, living in guilt and fear. When Elsie Bradford, a young woman also wronged by Compeyson, enlists Arthur's help to hunt down his former partner-in-crime, Arthur must face his demons and other strange, new feelings, to redeem himself.

Warnings: slow burn, angst, guilt, revenge, psychological trauma, mention of prostitution, mention of suicide/suicide ideations, some violence, a bit of smut

Chapter word count: 3.7k

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Damn the woman, Arthur cursed inwardly while trailing after Miss Bradford and Wemmick toward Walworth. Why had he let her talk him into this? The walk from Little Britain wasn't particularly far, just under three miles, but his legs, unaccustomed to exercise, were still sore after the other day's walk in the Surrey Hills. It didn't help that he was constantly worried about what secret the papers in Wemmick's possessions might reveal to Miss Bradford. Arthur didn't know why, but the thought that those green eyes would no longer look at him with trust and sympathy filled him with despair. Perhaps it had been so long since he had the good opinion of another person, and he wanted to hold on to hers, no matter by what means. He would have to find a way to look at those papers before she did. So he clenched his teeth and trudged on.

The further they went from the office, the more animated Wemmick's wooden face became, the more sprightly his steps. Finally, they arrived in Walworth, a dull collection of lanes, ditches, and gardens, with dull wooden cottages peeping out from behind the trees. Wemmick's house, however, stood out. It might be small, tiny even, but it certainly wasn't dull. For a start, there was a battery mounted with guns on the top of the house, which, upon closer inspection, turned out to have been cut out and painted, like the scenery on a stage.

"My own doing," Wemmick said proudly. "Looks pretty, don't it?"

Miss Bradford made the appropriate sound of commendation.

There was a flagstaff at the front, and the house was accessed by a drawbridge, an actual drawbridge spanning an actual moat, which again Wemmick claimed to be his own work. Miss Bradford clapped her hands together upon seeing it. "So when you say this is your 'castle', you really mean a castle!" she exclaimed.

"Indeed, ma'am," replied Wemmick, proud as a peacock. "It is my private domain, with which the office had no connection. That is why I made this bridge here—once I have crossed it, I hoist it up, and leave the office behind me completely." This he immediately demonstrated, taking obvious relish in the act.

"All you need is a pair of swans!" Miss Bradford said, laughing.

Her delight and Wemmick's pride were strangely infectious. At first, Arthur had thought the whole thing rather quaint and ridiculous, but upon seeing how Miss Bradford was enjoying it and how proud Wemmick was of having created the "castle", Arthur's worry about the papers temporarily vanished. He started to see the beauty in it as well, from the tiny Gothic windows and doors of the castle, to the winding path leading to a bower on the bank of an ornamental lake complete with a fountain (constructed by Wemmick himself, of course), to the trim little vegetable garden in the back, which also housed a pig and some fowls and rabbits.

"You don't object to keeping the aged company while I search for your papers, do you, sir? Ma'am?" Wemmick said once they had completed the tour of the castle's exterior. They shook their heads, though Arthur caught Miss Bradford's amused look and had to smile in return.

The "aged" turned out to be Wemmick's father, a cheerful old man whose joviality was in no way diminished by his deafness; if anything, he was all the more cheerful for it.

"Here's Mr. Havisham and Miss Bradford, aged parent," said Wemmick, leading them to where the old man sat by the fire. "He can't hear you," he added to Arthur, "but just nod away at him, sir, he likes that."

And so Arthur found himself listening to the old man talk enthusiastically about his son, about all that the hard work Wemmick had done to turn the place into such a pleasure ground, and about how well Wemmick took care of him. His pride in Wemmick was touching. "Do you two have children?" he asked, obviously mistaking them for a couple. They turned to each other with an embarrassed laugh. Miss Bradford shook her head, which the old man took as a gesture of dismissal. He became so bewildered that Arthur took pity on him and started nodding as vigorously as he could. Arthur saw Miss Bradford widen her eyes at him, a blush darkening the olive complexion of her cheeks, but he didn't mind. They were likely never to see the old man again, so what was the harm in humoring him? Seeing Arthur's nods, the Aged's face spread into a pleased smile. "Ah, children can be such a blessing," he said. "Like my John."

Presently Wemmick returned, bearing an old envelope, gone yellow with age. "Here it is," he announced, drawing some papers out of the envelope and scanning them. "Well, this Compeyson fellow had certainly been busy... There's a nasty business in Hampshire with a man named Bradford..." Wemmick paused, and it frightened Arthur to see how pale Miss Bradford had gone. "Oh, I do beg your pardon, ma'am," Wemmick said apologetically. "Was he your—?"

"My father," Miss Bradford managed to say.

"Oh. I am so sorry, ma'am."

Miss Bradford didn't reply, but Arthur could see that her gloved hand had started to move again with a twitchy, nervous motion, twisting at the buckle of her belt. Wemmick seemed close to tears with remorse. Arthur seized the opportunity to snatch the papers out of his hand and surreptitiously sequestered a few pages into his pocket. He then turned to Miss Bradford with a triumphant smile. "I may have something," he said.

"What?" She stood up, and though her face was still deathly white, she took the paper that he gave her with a steady hand.

"An address in Brentford," he said, pointing it out to her. "A house in the name of a Mrs. Sally Compeyson. His wife."

***

Though Wemmick tried to persuade them to stay for supper with him and the Aged, Arthur and Miss Bradford politely declined. They had far too much to discuss and neither had an appetite. After Wemmick had lowered the bridge for them and then hoisted it up again, and they made their way through the gardens of Walworth, back to Miss Bradford's lodgings, Arthur was struck by another thought.

"He is a fortunate man," he said.

"Who, the Aged?" asked Miss Bradford.

"No. Well, yes, the Aged is indeed fortunate. But I was thinking more of Wemmick. He is content with his life."

"And he has a doting father," Miss Bradford said, still thinking of the Aged. Arthur said nothing. "What was your father like, Mr. Havisham?" she asked.

Arthur was glad that dusk was falling, because it meant she could not see how his face had contorted at the thought of his father. He wished he could hate the man, yet even now, after years of neglect and rejection, after his father had been long dead, he was still seeking his approval. Wasn't that why he was trampling over half of London, searching for a dangerous criminal who had once pushed him to the brink of death?

"My father was a... hard man," he managed. "Hard to know. Hard to love." And then, because he found Miss Bradford's silence strangely comforting, it all came out in a rush. "I didn't know why he married my mother. She was his cook. Certainly there was no love between them. Perhaps he merely didn't want his son to be a bastard. If only he had let me stay a bastard. My life would have been so much simpler." There would have been none of the expectation to be a Havisham, none of the disappointment, and none of the mistakes. And who knew? He could have had some education and found a good job, become someone like Wemmick, and been content.

"I'm sorry," Miss Bradford said softly.

Arthur turned to her, both taken aback and grateful. Most people would've said he was foolish to wish to remain a bastard.

"That's why I said Wemmick is a fortunate man," he continued. "Because he knows exactly who he is and what he wants. So few of us have such clarity in life." Arthur was surprised at himself. He wasn't the type prone to philosophical musings, but the visit to Wemmick's house had left a strong impression on him. It had been so long since he saw anything other than his filthy rooms in St. Giles and the stinking interior of the Three Cripples, and he found it quite mind-boggling that there were people out there, blithely going about their everyday lives without a care in the world, without being haunted by the ghosts of the past, present, and future. He envied them.

"Well," Miss Bradford said, "I know who I am and what I want as well, but you wouldn't say I'm content, would you?"

"It is because you don't have what you want yet."

She appeared to be thinking about it. "I suppose that is true. Once I kill Compeyson, I would be content."

Those words left behind a dreadful echo, sounding all the more terrible from the matter-of-fact way they were uttered. It didn't seem quite real, the two of them walking down this empty road amongst these peaceful gardens and houses, plotting to kill a man, while people were having supper behind those doors. Arthur wondered why he didn't feel more horrified. Yes, Compeyson was an evil man, but did that justify their actions?

"How are you going to kill him?" Arthur asked, amazed that he could speak so calmly about it.

"My father's pistol," she said. "The one he used to—" She cleared her throat. In the dusk, all he could see were the tears gleaming in her eyes, like stars. "A fitting choice, I should think."

"But what if you... got caught?"

"You need not worry," she said, mistaking his meaning. "I shall take the blame. Nothing will be attached to you."

"No, no, I mean, what would happen to you?"

"Why should you care?" she asked.

Arthur didn't know it himself. She was a stranger to him. He only knew that he didn't want to see another person hurt by Compeyson, whether directly or indirectly.

When he didn't answer, Miss Bradford said with a shrug, "I'd dance the hangman's jig, I suppose."

Now he did feel horrified, at her offhand remark. "You're willing to die?"

"What else do I have to live for? My sister can't even hear my name without going into hysterics. I've made sure she's taken care of. This is it for me."

Arthur felt a strange surge of admiration mixed with pity. He wished he could be so certain about what he wanted. Yet the last time he wanted something that badly, it had ended in the destruction of two lives, including his own. The line between desire and obsession was a thin one.

"And if you manage to walk free?" he asked.

She glanced at him, then took her bonnet off so she could take a better look at his face. Without its cover, she looked strangely vulnerable and childlike, a far cry from the image of an avenging fury that he'd conjured up in his mind.

"I don't know," she said. "What about you? What are you going to do once this is over?"

Arthur stopped in his track. He hadn't thought about it, and found himself repeating Miss Bradford's words, "I don't know." Perhaps he would do nothing. Go back to the Three Cripples and hope a kindly stranger would buy him a drink. For the first time, it struck him how pathetic that sounded.

Miss Bradford stopped as well. Silence stretched between them as they gazed upon each other, sensing rather than seeing each other in the gathering dark.

"Perhaps we could build our own castles," eventually he said.

He could no longer see her face clearly in the gloom, but he thought the corner of her lips lifted slightly as she answered, "Perhaps." She put her bonnet over her head again, leaving the ribbons untied.

They continued their walk in silence, while her loose ribbons danced playfully on a spring breeze, occasionally touching his shoulder.

***

They took a hackney cab to Brentford the next day. As the cab rolled down the river, the city started to recede. Soot-stained buildings were swapped for tall trees covered with new leaves and white sails flowing on the water, the permanent shroud of smog was lifted to show a blue, clear sky, and the shouts and curses of the cabmen and day laborers were replaced by the busy, cheerful calls of the fishermen and bargemen on the canal. Arthur opened the cab's window to let the warm air flow in. In the distance, the roof of the glasshouse of Kew Gardens was just visible above the treetops, like a mirage.

"My father used to take us there when we were little," he said, nodding toward the glasshouse. "One of the few happy memories of my childhood."

"Who's we?" Miss Bradford said, and Arthur realized he'd said too much.

"Oh, just me and... my cousins, the Pockets," he stammered. Miss Bradford turned to the window again, taking in the green trees, the peaceful canal, and the prosperous houses.

"Does it strike you as unfair," she said, "that Compeyson gets to live in a place like this while we are mired in the filth and noises of the city?"

"We don't know that he is here."

"Have you ever met his wife?"

"Just once." He hadn't even known Compeyson was married at that point.

"What was she like?"

"I only saw her briefly." And he prayed she wouldn't remember him. "But I can say that was the first, and only time, I ever saw Compeyson's feathers ruffled."

Miss Bradford leaned back in her seat with a thoughtful look. She seemed more subdued that morning, more nervous than he'd ever seen her. She kept looking out the window, scanning the road up and down and even behind them, but when he asked what she was searching for, she only shook her head and pressed her lips together more sternly.

At Arthur's instruction, the cab dropped them off a distance from the address. They had agreed not to confront the woman right away, but to keep an eye on the house for a while until they could be sure she still lived there—and whether she lived alone or with someone else. The house was on a side road off of the High Street, so they found a coffeehouse at a corner across from the turn, where they could see the comings and goings of the inhabitants inside without attracting attention to themselves. The house was not big, two storeys and an attic, but very neat and trim, with bright red geraniums blooming in boxes at the sash windows, matching the red front door and contrasting nicely with the whitewashed brick walls. One of the windows was raised slightly, and a corner of a lace curtain peeped out, swaying in the wind. It did not look like the place that harbored a criminal.

They ordered their coffees and sat near the window, where the red door of the house was clearly visible. Miss Bradford, Arthur noticed, had chosen to sit a little further back.

"Is something the matter?" he asked, watching her.

She chewed her lip, her hands back at their tic, picking the currants out of the bun in front of her. "Have you noticed any strangers around?" she said.

"If they are strangers, why would I notice them?" he asked reasonably.

"No, I mean the same strangers that keep turning up."

Her fear was contagious. Arthur suddenly felt a prickling sensation on the back of his neck, and he automatically turned to look at the door, expecting to find someone there watching. But there was no one.

"You don't... you don't think Compeyson has gotten wind of our search and is coming after us, do you?" he said.

"You know him better than I do, Mr. Havisham. Is he capable of something like this?"

The more accurate question would be, what Compeyson was not capable of, but Arthur knew what she was asking. Compeyson was a confidence artist, not a thug. He prided himself on manipulating people, only resorting to physical threats when absolutely necessary. Arthur told Miss Bradford as much, which seemed to relax her a little. She took a sip of her coffee, studying him over the rim of her cup with those cool green eyes.

"If I may, Mr. Havisham," she began, "were you and Compeyson ever—?"

Her meaning was instantly clear. Arthur felt his cheeks burn. "No!" he exclaimed, indignant. "Never! How could you even..."

Miss Bradford raises her hands in a placating gesture. "Forgive my prying," she said. "I was simply thinking that perhaps we might have overlooked something."

"Compeyson never becomes intimate with another person unless there is something to be gained from it," Arthur said grimly. "He had... other uses of me." He would've died before admitting that there once had been a moment, a moment of stupidity and madness, when he'd thought of Compeyson in that way, but that was before he'd realized how evil the man really was.

They watched the house all morning. The red door remained closed. No one came or went. They walked to the lane that ran along the back of the house, but it was shielded by a high wall and a solid gate, which gave them no other view. The neighbors confirmed that a woman by the name of Mrs. Compeyson lived there but said that she kept herself to herself. There used to be a Mr. Compeyson, but no one had seen him around for a long time. That was all the information they could glean.

Finally, in the afternoon, the door opened, and Sally Compeyson walked out, carrying a basket. They decided there was nothing to it but to waylay her on the way back and speak to her, even at the risk of alerting Compeyson to their search. Arthur let Miss Bradford take the lead. He had only seen Sally Compeyson once, five years ago, but who knew what Compeyson might have told her.

Half an hour later and Sally returned, a full basket in the crook of her arm. Arthur's memory of her was a fairly attractive young woman, if common-looking, and rather shrill in her manner and speeches. There was no trace of her in the woman walking toward them. Her face was puffy, there were two deep lines on either side of her nose that gave her a pinched, discontented look, and her mouth was pursed into a harsh line. With a pang, Arthur realized here was one of Compeyson's victims as well.

"Mrs. Compeyson?" Miss Bradford said, before Sally reached the front door.

Sally's pale blue eyes stared at them suspiciously.

"'oo are you and wot'd you want?" she said. At least her sharp tongue was still intact.

Miss Bradford, wisely, chose not to state their names. "We're here to ask about your husband," she said.

There was a brief flicker in those eyes—of what? Fear? Anger? Pain?—then gone again, as quickly as it had come.

"My Meriwether? 'aven't seen 'air nor 'ide of 'im these past six months," she said.

Miss Bradford gave Arthur an excited look. At last, here was someone who had seen Compeyson more recently. "Could you tell us where he's gone?"

"Don't know, don't care," Sally said dismissively. "'e made a pot of money off of that rich fool, what was 'is name? Havelock? Haversham?"—here Arthur took a surreptitious step back and tried to turn his face away, but Sally was too busy ranting and raving about her husband to pay attention—"But 'e betted and gambled it all away and left me stuck 'ere trying to make ends meet..."

Again, Miss Bradford and Arthur's eyes met. Judging by the appearance of the house and that basket full of food, Sally couldn't be as bad off as she claimed.

"So I kicked 'im out," she concluded. "I told 'im to get 'is no-good mug out of my sight, or I'd give 'im up to 'is creditors. Ever since 'e's gone, I can finally get some rest, so I'll thank ye not to darken my doorstep by mentioning 'im again!" With that, she went inside and slammed the door in their faces.

Miss Bradford turned to Arthur, frustration etched across her face.

"Could he have gone abroad, do you think?" she asked, as they walked back toward the High Street to catch a hackney back to the city. "Or... what if he has died?"

Arthur hadn't thought of that. It had been five years. A lot of things could happen in five years. "What would you do if he's dead?" he asked.

"Go and spit on his grave," said Miss Bradford savagely. "But if he is still alive, I don't care where he is. I would find him. He could've gone to the Moon and I would find him."

He had no doubt she would, but it didn't change the fact that their best lead had amounted to nothing. As they stood on the street corner, once again at a loss, a small boy suddenly ran up to them and put a note into Arthur's hand.

"What's this?" he asked, grabbing the boy's shirt to stop him from running off.

"A gentleman asked me to give it to you, sir," the boy said and wriggled out of Arthur's grasp before he could ask another question. How strange. Boys who acted as message-bearers in London couldn't be beaten off until they'd had a tip, while this one couldn't wait to get away.

Arthur and Miss Bradford put their heads together to read the note. It took them a while to decipher the chicken scratch, which said, "If it is Compeyson ye want to know about, meet me by the Parade Ring at the Epsom Oaks."

Chapter 5

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