The Distant Clue
The letter lay on the mahogany desk, its seal unbroken, the paper thick and cream-colored, the kind that cost two shillings a ream and was reserved for correspondence that demanded a certain gravity of response. Captain Elias Thorne adjusted his spectacles, the metal rims cold against his cheekbones, and read the dispatch from the War Office which confirmed his transfer to the Blackwood...
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