The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The ink on page forty-two was moving again, sliding leftward in a slow, viscous crawl that defied the static nature of the vellum, and I stared at it with the hollow, exhausted eyes of a man who has not slept in thirty-six hours. "It’s doing it again, Director," I said, my voice sounding thin and reedy in the vast, silent expanse of the reading room, where the gas lamps hissed softly in their...

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