The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The bell in the tower of St. Jude’s College did not ring for the hour, but for the soul, a heavy bronze note that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Elinor’s bones as she scrubbed the stone steps of the library. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday, the days having lost their distinct edges in the grey wash of the autumn term, and the water in the bucket was cold enough to burn, a sharp,...

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