The Distant Summer

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Chapter One Does a hand remember what it is meant to hold? I asked Mr. Halloway that, standing in the gilded hall of the Old Court, my left palm trembling against the cold brass railing. He did not look up from his ledger. He was a small man, forty years in service to the Crown, with eyes like dried peas. "The hand holds what is given," he said, his voice flat as a board. "It does not ask." I...

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