The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The telegram arrived at the Ministry of Colonial Affairs just as the rain began to hammer the leaded windows of the West Wing. It was a small, brittle thing, yellowed by the damp air of the post office, bearing the words *DEPARTED. FINAL.* Arthur Penhaligon did not look up from his ledger. His quill dipped in ink, moving in a steady, mechanical arc across the ledger paper, recording the tonnage...

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