272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Certainly I would not murder monsieur le major, even that he has made a threat to beat me. Ten thousand islands, and each one good for a night's rest.
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