The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The hand trembled. It was a fine hand, once. The fingers were long, the nails kept short and clean by a strict regimen. Now the knuckles were swollen, the skin papery and thin over the bone. It shook when it tried to hold a quill. It shook when it reached for a cup of cold tea. It shook when it touched the face of the boy who slept in the alcove. Eleanor sat in the high-backed chair by the...

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