For a stunned moment, Emile did not speak. “Do you remember the mountains? Do you remember how we loved one another? How intensely we loved one another! Do you remember the light on things and the glory of things? I’m greedy, I’m greedy! I want children like the mountains and life like the sky. I feel like a fraudulent trustee. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Whenever McClintock had guests, he loafed with them on the west veranda in the morning. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor.
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