272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. ‘I do not remember the name,’ Melusine said, turning to Mrs Ibstock. For some days we shall be very idle there among the trees and rocks.
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