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Wood laughed louder than ever. He was damned if he knew what to do. I don’t want to stop your singing. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. ’ ‘You mean the bookroom, miss. ” Ennison’s voice shook a little. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat. But he may remain with you if he pleases: I sha'n't hinder him. “You will come back, won’t you?” He nodded cheerfully. Did he see him, this Monsieur Charvill?’ ‘I don’t rightly know, miss,’ confessed Kimble. 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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