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Everyone, every last one of them, was happy;
but the happiest of all were Cinderella and the
prince.
The old fairy, seeing that she wasn't needed
anymore, flew away on her magic stick. Some
people claim that they saw her hovering in
midair like a dragonfly, near the window of a
room where someone was crying. Others say
that they heard the swish of her taffeta skirt,
or perhaps that was just a breath of wind.
