If reports are accurate, she is among friends, but unable to see them. Purposefully, the cook is cruel.
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If they could make a girl out of melodramatic novels, she would be just as star-crossed. But they must make do with what she is.
The footman is ineffable. The false bride floats. The girl is sheep-quiet.
The fate of the girl turns on the competition between the closest relative she has and the Countess.
The girl, like the house, is refusing aid.
There is a legend of a spectral nun, who foretells the death of the head of the house and who digs holes in the lawn.
The walls of the house enclose a thousand voices.
The house, like the oldest ghost, keeps out the weather.
The house is jealous; it never faces the sun.
In the guest bedroom, the girl sings to herself. But dry sand strays in the cemetery.