"You cannot understand me, Madam; and it is well you cannot. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. Little by little Sebastian gave to her the story of how she came to be abducted. "Give me the child, or—" As he spoke the door was thrown open, and Mrs.
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