272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses. I'll try to think better of him in future. But as the mystery which surrounded Ruth fell away that which enveloped her father thickened. Something drew you. It was finished by the end of that year, each character having asserted itself pronouncedly in my imagination. This time she was indeed beaten.
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