272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. “I rue the day I ever met you, Sebastianus. ‘Then we will beg. ” “Because your nerves were exposed, that was no excuse for my touching them. The constable, Sharples, is in my pay. Yes.
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