Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. “Anyway, enough about that. Dorling said. When the disillusion comes, when the fairy story ends, if she is blessed with children, she doesn't mind. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come.
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