” “As long as you remain under my roof—” he began, and paused. I was raised in the Church. ’ ‘I still think you ought to have waited, miss. ” He admonished. C. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. My work will be all sufficient.
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