The Pale Letter

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The Pale Letter

The seal broke with a sound like a dry twig snapping. Elias stared at the wax. It was pale. Almost white. It had been black when he mailed it three days ago. Now it looked like bone. "You’re late," said Mrs. Galloway. She did not look at him. She looked at the window. The glass was fogged with the breath of the boiler room below. "The train left at four. It is now five." Elias did not answer....

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