“plastic Lentulism.” “League of Laertes.” I have better things to do than trying to make sense of this verbage. It does serve as a good example of bad writing, however.
“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents—except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.”
It reminds me of Vogon poetry.