In a moment they were in the street outside. ‘That’s why I never told Joan Ibstock that you were still with me when I wrote. Why don’t you make sure before you rush out like that upon a stranger?” “You were with my wife,” Hill repeated sullenly. When I awoke I followed my instinct to Athena’s temple. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness.
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