272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. " So saying, he raised a whistle to his lips, and blew a loud call; and, as this was unanswered, another still louder. "My friends, Mr. Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand. But I said I wouldn't drive a hard bargain with you, and I won't. Look here. " Starting at a rapid pace in the direction of the Old Bailey, and crossing Fleet Bridge, "for oyster tubs renowned," the trio skirted the right bank of the muddy stream until they reached Fleet Lane, up which they hurried. What you’re after is too risky. She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment.
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