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The Crystal Palace rose from Hyde Park like a cathedral made of light. Edward Ashworth stood at the edge of the crowd, watching the great iron and glass structure catch the May sun, and felt the weight of his grandfather's gold watch in his pocket. It had been three days since the funeral. Three days of lawyers and creditors and men in black coats who spoke softly and wrote faster in their...
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