The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain fell in sheets against the glass of the study. It was a cold, metallic rain, the kind that smelled of rust and old coal. Arthur Penhaligon stood by the window, his back to the room. He was a tall man, his frame thinning under the weight of years and worry. His hands, once steady enough to transcribe the finest manuscripts, now trembled slightly at the knuckles. He watched the water run...

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