The silver needle caught the gaslight like a sliver of moonlight on...

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The silver needle caught the gaslight like a sliver of moonlight on water. Arthur Crane held it between his thumb and forefinger, his hand steady despite the fact that he had not slept in thirty-seven hours.

Thirty-seven children. Thirty-seven tiny bodies laid out on straw pallets in the workhouse infirmary. Thirty-seven breathing, burning with the white heat of fever. He had placed a needle in each one. Not the sort of needles an English physician would use. These were different—finer than hair, shorter than a matchstick, made from some alloy he had learned to forge from a Chinese missionary who...

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