272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. ’ ‘I do not marry a man who makes me a threat like this,’ she flashed. ’ ‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. ’ He reddened a little, and shuffled his feet. You shall behold him. ” Ennison dropped the evening paper which he had been pretending to read. ” He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. He felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. Spurlock—for that's his real name—were married at high noon. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. “Please not now. “Why not? Isn’t the whole thing a lie? Isn’t her reputation, this husband of hers, the ‘Alcide’ business, isn’t it all a cursed juggle? She hasn’t the right to do it.
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