"A little. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. She drank her glass of wine, however, and clanked glasses good-naturedly with Mr. She caught her breath, and her eyes were lit with a sudden terror. ’ She frowned suddenly. It seemed to him that speech would be an anticlimax. “I’ll go,” she vowed to the night, “or I’ll die!” She made plans and estimated means and resources. “I’d give anything,” he remarked, “to see our little Vee happily and comfortably married. Not afraid of me, either.
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