She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. She felt that she was not alone. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. Once I banged on the door so hard I split it in two.
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