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The workshop at the end of Cherry Lane had been Thomas Hartwell's for eleven years, though he had only known it as his own for three of them. The previous owner, an old clockmaker called Mr. Abernathy, had left behind the scent of his trade like a ghost that refused to leave — brass oil, felt shavings, the sweet tang of old pine varnish. Thomas kept the scent because he could not bear to wash...