The Distant Affair

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The wool was tight. It bit into the skin. Margaret pulled the collar up. The air was cold. The cellar was cold. She looked at the garment. It was blue. It was fine. It was wrong. The Master stood by the door. He did not look at her. He looked at the wall. The stone was damp. Moss grew in the cracks. "Is it done?" he asked. His voice was flat. A machine's voice. "Yes, sir." She held up the...

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