Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. "My portrait!" echoed Jack. They left the castle that day for another, packing with them the leftovers of the troupe that followed them from place to place, never asking about the occasional disappearance of one of its unlucky members. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes.
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