The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

"Put the weights on the left pan, Osman, and do not look at me with that wet, guilty face." The voice came from the shadowed alcove where the blind foreman, Hakkı, sat with his hands resting on the cold iron of the scales, a pair of brass weights that were short by a fraction of a gram resting in his palm. I stood there, my hands trembling not from the cold, though the north wind was howling...

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