The Golden Quest

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The Golden Quest

The letter lay on the desk. It was thin. Gray paper. The seal was red wax. It had not been there yesterday. Silas did not touch it. He looked at the clock. Nine o'clock. The rain tapped against the glass. It sounded like nails. Small, sharp nails. He turned his chair. His back was to the window. He faced the wall. The wallpaper was peeling. Yellow spots. Like old skin. He knew who sent it. He...

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