The Wistful Cipher

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The scratch was fresh, and that was the trouble with it, because the stone had not been touched by a human hand in forty years. "Constable, you are blocking the lane," said Mr. Pendergast, the town clerk, his breath smelling of boiled cabbage and stale tobacco. He stood by his cart, which was laden with sacks of coal, barrels of vinegar, and a crate of broken crockery he intended to sell at the...

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