The Wistful Voyage

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The rain in London did not wash things clean in 1904; it merely made the grime slicker, turning the cobblestones of the Whitehall district into a mirror for the gaslights above. Archibald Vane sat at his desk in the basement of the Imperial Postal Service, the dampness seeping through the soles of his boots and into the marrow of his bones. He was forty years old, a man whose face had long...

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