The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Arthur. The name was a slap of a hand, sharp and sudden, cracking against the quiet of the counting room. I looked up from the ledger, my fingers still resting on the brittle, yellowed page, and found Mr. Halloway standing in the doorway. He did not enter. He simply stood there, a silhouette framed by the gray light of the corridor, his face unreadable behind the wire rims of his spectacles....

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