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Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. "What I do is for the best, and I can only hope she may have strength to bear the separation. Me—I’m nothing but a country wench, and one who went to the bad. Then all the embarrassments of the matter flashed in upon her. “She”, you say. ’ Roding started. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness.
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