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“Hold steady,” Master Leo whispered. “Mark the depth.”

“How did you do it?” asked Mr. Longman. -ENG- Rignetta-s Adventure

But Master Leo gently lifted her. Her metal edge gleamed. He slid her into the narrow, dark tunnel of the clock’s heart. It was tight. It was scary. Springs ticked like breathing monsters. But Rignetta stayed straight and true. “Hold steady,” Master Leo whispered

Mr. Coil laughed nervously. “You? You’ll get lost in there!” But Master Leo gently lifted her

Rignetta felt the brass wall at the end. She pressed her nose against it. “Three and seven-sixteenths inches,” she said quietly.

It was Rignetta.

In the cluttered drawer of an old carpenter’s workshop, lived a small, silver ruler named Rignetta. She wasn’t the longest ruler—barely six inches—nor the most decorated. The tape measure, Mr. Coil, was always bragging about his 20-foot reach. The yardstick, Mr. Longman, spoke only of grand plans and wide blueprints.