The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain in Millbrook did not fall so much as it condensed, a perpetual grey mist that clung to the wool of Arthur Penhaligon’s coat and seeped into the marrow of his bones. At thirty-four, Arthur was a foreman at the Harrow Textile Mill, a man whose ambition was as rigid and cold as the iron looms he supervised, and whose lungs were already beginning to betray the dust of his trade. He wore...

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