He entered the room with his usual deliberation, and looked covertly about him. "What is it you want?" she asked, as she held out the coat. Though there is something to be said for your idea of a secret convent, at least as a hiding place. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. "It looks as though, we should go together," he said, pulling her toward him. The library was on the ground floor, Melusine recalled from the previous visit, for she had searched through a desk in a room filled with bookshelves of leatherbound volumes. One night, she drew close to him in bed, trying to warm herself by embracing his back. ‘She knows what she’s up against.
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