The Distant Machine
The inventory of the Blackwood Manor library required three hours and forty minutes to complete. Arthur Vane, thirty-four years old and weary in the knees, counted the volumes of *The Industrial Review* and the water-stained copies of *Blackwood’s Magazine*, noting each in a ledger with a nib that scratched the paper. He was a customs officer, a man accustomed to the rigid arithmetic of duties...
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