‘Come, mademoiselle, it is of no use to conceal anything from me, you know. He felt her relaxation and let go of her wrists. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. "Gracious Heavens! this is more wonderful than all the rest," cried the carpenter, rubbing his eyes. Jack's heart was too full to allow him to derive any pleasure from this scene; so he strolled on without raising his eyes till he arrived at Kensal Green.
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