The Faded Portrait

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Chapter One The light in the infirmary was the color of old dishwater, thin and cold against the windows. Bertha Hoyt sat on the edge of the cot, her hands folded in her lap, watching the dust motes drift in the slant of afternoon sun. She was waiting for the magistrate, a man named Grieve, who had promised to hear her plea for Arthur’s release. The room smelled of damp wool and the sharp,...

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