The house smelled of salt and old iron.
Thomas Blackwood stood at the window of his Mayfair townhouse on Wimpole Street and watched the Thames turn bronze in the late afternoon light. It was November 1897. He was forty-two years old. His net worth was £4,720,000. The room behind him contained a piano he did not play, four chairs he never sat in, and a dining table that had hosted exactly one dinner party, attended by twelve men who...
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