The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, grey mist that clung to the stone of the High Court, turning the mortar to paste and the air to cold milk. "You are trembling, Master Aldous," said the High Justicar. His voice was not loud, but it carried the weight of the vaulted ceiling above them, a sound like a heavy book closing on a fly. "Trembling is a sign of the guilty, or the...

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