The Distant Threshold

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The scale in the magistrate’s office weighed exactly forty-two pounds of rye flour, a figure that Harriet Fairweather noted with the precise, cold satisfaction of a woman who had spent twenty years measuring the world in increments of justice and grain. She was forty years old, a magistrate in the fog-bound town of Oakhaven, and she wanted the promotion that sat in the drawer of the superior...

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