The Mirror of Marrowbone
ACT I: THE DOCTOR Old Cow was not his name. Nobody knew his name. In Marrowbone, where the asylum had stood for forty years before burning to the ground and leaving only a scar of black brick on the hill, they called him Old Cow because of the way he looked at you—huge, dark eyes that saw too much and gave too little away. He was a doctor of sorts. He treated fevers and set broken bones and...
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