The Butcher's Table
The carriage wheels crunched over the gravel drive as Eleanor Marsh drew rein to the iron gates of Verger Manor. London behind her, a city of fog and soot, stretched its industrial belly toward the horizon. Before her rose the family seat of Mason Verger, master of the greatest meat processing empire Britain had ever known. Her husband Arthur had spoken of this place with the careful neutrality...
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