The Golden Compass

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Thorne. The name hung in the grey air of the hospital corridor, spat out by the night nurse with the casual indifference of a man checking a list of inventory. Elias Thorne did not look up from the ledger in his hands, the paper brittle and stained with the grease of the foundry where he had spent the last eight hours hauling molten scrap. He was forty-two years old, a sergeant in the municipal...

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