The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

Thorne. The name was called by the steward, a thin man with a mustache that looked like it had been drawn on with a ruler. The steward stood by the sideboard, his eyes darting to the mirror behind the head table, then back to Sergeant Elias Thorne. The banquet hall was a cathedral of brass and gaslight, the air thick with the smell of roasted goose and the sweat of thirty men in white tie....

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