ARIAI told Owen the truth, or the part of it that belonged to him.I said my mother had borrowed money from people who didn't forgive, that my name had been put on the paper without my hand, that a man called Hale believed I could be frightened into paying; I said nothing about a masked ball, a locked door, or a voice that had said not angry. Owen listened with both elbows on his desk and my drawing of the window flat between them, and he didn't interrupt once."Is it true that you never signed?" he asked at last."I was sitting an exam when it was signed, I have the seat card.""Then it's a forgery, and a crime, and it isn't yours." He said it plainly, as if reading a measurement off a ruler. "Do you still want the job?""More than I can say.""Then I have three rules, and I'd like you to agree to all of them before you walk out of that door.""Go on.""One, if that man comes here again, you don't speak to him, you don't look at him, you tell me, and I'll do the speaking." He raised
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