272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Old thoughts, old feelings, old faces, and old scenes have returned to me, and I have fancied myself happy,—as happy as I am now. With your pencil you see into the hearts of all; and without your pencil you are dumb and blind. ‘You seem to understand the gentry very well.
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