The Distant Threshold

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The ink was still wet on the ledger when I felt the vibration of the floorboards, a tremor that traveled up through the soles of my shoes and into the marrow of my knees, and I looked up from the abacus to see that the heavy oak door of the Count’s private study had been kicked open, the brass handle spinning wildly as if it were a top that had lost its axis, and there stood Arthur, my husband...

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