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EPILOGUE
She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack
swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming
silver in their starkness. "Will he consent, to be searched?" inquired Jonathan. "No such thing," rejoined Thames. In any
event, I brought her to the convent and we had her locked up separately, and told
’em both they’d be taken into custody as soon as Valade was fit to go. White’s compliments. Prudence attacked her chicken wing. ’
‘Ha! You’re Catholic, too, damn his eyes,’ growled the general. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even
heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether
her aunt was dead or alive.
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