“Really,” she said. The city presented a terrible picture of devastation. What was the matter with the dress? She could not see. . The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. I believe I am doomed to be an old maid.
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