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Blindfolded Lady Justice with scales
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A blindfolded woman, Lady Justice, holds a set of balance scales in front of a swirling background of acanthus-style leaves and scrolls. The face, hair and drapery are rendered with smooth shading and fine highlights, while the leaves use bold, dark outlines. The image is a two-panel photo of the same black and grey tattoo, with the skin tone visible at the left edge.
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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction
Now you'll want to hear about the scales, because everyone in Hollin Bank knew the weighbridge at the top of the drift, and nobody had ever seen the woman who stood over it. Old Amos Pilling built that beam the year the seam came in, and he had a plate cast for it: a woman with a cloth bound across her eyes, so the coal would be weighed by nobody's favour.
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Then came the winter the owner's son started sending his cousin up to check the tubs. Every morning the cousin read the needle and called out a figure that always came out a stone light for the men from Row Four. Hannah Dobson, who had two boys on the face and a husband with a bad chest, waited until the lamps were dim one dark morning, lifted the blindfold from the iron woman's brow, and tucked it into her apron. Then she walked up to the beam herself.
What she found was the needle sitting true, and the cousin's thumb pressed hard against the wooden stop. She didn't shout. She pulled his thumb away, set her own tub on the platform, and waited while the whole row gathered in the cold to watch the brass settle level. Three hundred and twelve pounds, the beam said, and it said it plain.
They say she tied the cloth back on that night and never told anyone where the cousin's wages went. I don't know about that. But every time I've passed the weighbridge since, I've looked up at that blind face and thought it was the trick of the thing, wasn't it? She couldn't see who was standing in front of her. She only felt the weight.
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