” “That is so,” Anna admitted. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Sometimes these dreams are simple and tender; sometimes they are magnificent. She always left the table when they began to smoke. You’d think he wanted to meet the wretch again. ' Why," said Ruth, "you did not read that to us. Can you come over?” “I think so. “You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man. ’ ‘What if she goes back to Charvill?’ demanded Roding.
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