The Wistful Cipher

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The brass wheel sat in the palm of my hand, cold and heavy, its teeth worn smooth by years of friction. It was a device of my own design, a cipher mechanism intended for the War Office, yet here it was, resting on the mahogany desk of Arthur Vane, the industrialist who had bought half the steel mills in Sheffield and the other half of my dignity. The banquet hall was a cacophony of clinking...

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