272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. " "You needn't trouble yourself," replied Thames. "But why didn't you make yourself known at once?" "I'd forgotten the office you hold in the Mint, Baptist," replied Rowland. " "This way, sir. " Sheppard's name operated like magic on the crowd. What brings you here?” “I’m here to see my uncle. “I lied, as I would have committed a murder, or done any evil deed sooner than lose you. I forget. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel, skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint George's Fields.
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