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As we whirled along in the carriage, the half-moon in the dark blue sky, making heavy shadows on the trees and mansions, lit her cheek and Greek-knotted hair on the side next me with a glamour so that her head and shoulders shone softly in it like a bust of Venus. Picault's was an extensive family mansion of sandstone, built thirty years before for one of the wealthiest merchants of Montreal.