The Golden Compass

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The paper was thin, yellowed at the edges, and smelled faintly of the damp earth that clung to everything in the Hollow Creek Colliery. Arthur Vane held it up to the single gas lamp in his narrow kitchen, the light trembling in the draft, and read the notice for the third time. It stated, in the dry, bureaucratic hand of the Company Secretary, that the annual strength contest would be held on...

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