The Golden Suspect
The morning of the accusation found Thomas Bradshaw in the mill, the stone wheels grinding down a silence that felt heavier than the grain, when Master Aldous appeared at the door with the village watchmen behind him, their faces set in the rigid, fearful lines of men who had already decided the verdict. Aldous did not speak at first; he merely pointed a trembling finger at the sacks of wheat,...
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