The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The bread was stale. It had been sitting on the rough-hewn table for three days, hard as a stone, crusted in a dust that seemed to originate from the very air of the cell. Thomas Ashworth looked at it. He did not touch it. He was a man who had fought for the Crown, who had held the line at the river, and who had now been stripped of his sword, his rank, and his name. The cell was small, a...

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