The Distant Affair
The ledger on the table held three columns: assets, liabilities, and the date of death. Elias counted the entries with a trembling finger, the paper damp and soft under his touch, each line item a small, dry bone in the architecture of his ruin. The house was worth four thousand pounds, a figure that mocked him because the interest on the mortgages alone had eaten through half that sum before...
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