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Canvas

Canvas (I). "To whom does that carriage belong?" The carriage, as black as night and emblazoned on both sides with heraldic emblems, comes into view along the sunlit Rue Gaston Lefevre, rattling and creaking over the cobblestones, drawn by a splendid pair of ebony mares. It rushes to halt before the mayoral palace. Two footmen leap nimbly