Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. “I mean to go to that dance! I meant to reason with you, but you won’t reason. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. She saw his eyes glaze over. It was years before your time.
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