The Golden Compass

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Thorne. The name was not called so much as dragged from the air by a hand that was not there. Elias stood in the kitchen, the ledger open on the table, his quill poised over the column for coal and tallow. He was thirty-four, a sergeant in the local constabulary, and he needed the pension. The pension meant the house stayed in the family. The pension meant Thomas would not be sent to the...

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