Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. "As long as you please, Sir," answered the matron, dropping a curtsey.
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