The Pale Verdict
The letter was yellowed at the edges, the ink faded to a brownish rust, and I held it up to the light of the gas lamp until my eyes watered. It was a notice of dismissal, signed by Mr. Halloway three years ago, stating that Silas had been found in a state of intoxication and had subsequently fallen into the press. I folded it carefully, the creases cracking like dry skin, and placed it in my...
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