I have come to take you home; and hereafter my word will be the law. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. Perhaps I ought not to; but this isn't a case to fiddle-faddle over. “Don’t lie to everyone, Lucy! You know it’s the truth!” Michelle defended herself. May we not repeat them once, at any rate, in London? “Ever yours, “NIGEL ENNISON. ” Her mind went back to that treaty. 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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