The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

Elias, you’re late again, and if you think the cold is an excuse for a boy of your age to sleep in, you can go back to bed and stay there. The voice belonged to Mrs. Gable, the landlady, standing in the doorway of their cramped room with a face like a crumpled paper bag and a hand still holding a ladle of porridge that had gone cold on the stove. She did not wait for an answer. She simply...

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