The Foundry Heiress

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The letter arrived on a Tuesday, wrapped in oilcloth and smelling faintly of coal smoke. Eleanor Pendelton found it on the step of Blackwood Manor, where the November rain had already begun to blur the handwriting. She opened it anyway, in the kitchen, with the scullery maid pretending not to watch. It was her father's handwriting, shaky and desperate, the kind of writing that comes from a man...

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