The Distant Promise

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The ledger weighed forty-three pounds, a dense, rectangular block of cotton rag paper that smelled of iron filings and old pennies, and I counted the sheets with a thumb stained the color of dried blood, one by one, until the number reached two hundred and forty, the exact quantity required for the Grand Exchange’s autumn audit. It was the year 1893, and the air in my workshop on Vane Street...

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