The Pale Garden
The bill for the removal of the silver was for twelve pounds, four shillings, and sixpence. I held the slip of paper in my left hand, the ink slightly smudged where my thumb had rested against the figure for the carriage fee, while my right hand gripped the edge of the table in the village inn. The wood was rough, splintered, and stained with the residue of cheap ale, but it felt solid beneath...
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