The Signal in the Wires

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The rain had not ceased for seventeen days. It fell upon Calcutta like a judgment, turning the streets to slurry and the air to a thick, warm broth that clung to the skin and seeped into the bones. Arthur Pendelton sat at his telegraph key in the Eastern India Telegraph Office, his fingers moving with the mechanical precision of a man who had spent twelve years learning the language of wires....

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