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    "screenshot from a book, text reads β€œHe had reached the gravel drive that curved in front of the castle and was continuing down to the stables when he spotted a carriage coming toward him.
    And a fine carriage it was, too black and shiny with a crest on the door and four high-stepping grays pulling it.
    
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