She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. You sent back my Christmas checks. Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly. Everything was going to hell. That's the only fault I know of.
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