The Faded Photograph

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You will find the entries corrected by morning, Mr. Vane. That is the only rule that matters in this house. The voice belonged to Mr. Thorne, the Senior Clerk, and it hung in the air of the counting room like dust in a shaft of light. It was early, the November dawn just beginning to bleach the gray sky outside the high, narrow windows. The room smelled of coal smoke, old paper, and the sharp,...

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