Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Instantly seizing it, the young man placed it in the carriage, shut the door, and commanded his servants to drive off. Immediately he was gone, she regretted that she had not followed. “You are so sweet, Lucy. “Yes,” she answered, looking away. In fact he was thinking of other things. "But I have one last request to make. 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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