The Distant Nightmare

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The first thing Margaret Holloway said, after she had been dragged by her hair across the cold, damp flagstones of the magistrate’s court and forced to her knees before the high-backed chair of Sir Edward Ashworth, was not a plea for mercy but a question about the weather, for she knew that the air in the lower valley was thick with the scent of rotting apples and impending rain, and she could...

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