The cocher, coachman opened the door for Cendrillon to climb out. Then he was back in his spot before she had closed the door. Cendrillon and her two bags stood in front of the tall ominous gates of the grand castle. Cendrillon turned to the cocher, coachman for any information ou conseil he could offer. He didn't even look at her as he raised the reins, but before he lowered them he a dit with a scoff "Good luck." Then whipped the reins. His laughter could be heard as the coach drove away into the mist. So Cendrillon was left alone to face her fate. She slowly turned around to face the gate and her future....
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