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EPILOGUE
She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack
swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming
silver in their starkness. Um. Ann
Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads
from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent
muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. “I thought much of it amazingly beautiful. Sir Rowland is one of us," he added, winking at his
companions, "and so was his brother-in-law, Sir Cecil Trafford. The thought made her exquisitely happy. ‘Now let’s have it. "What did you do?" he asked, in a broken voice. Among his
books, Plutarch's Lives, and the Histories of Great Commanders, appeared to
have been frequently consulted; but the dust had gathered thickly upon the
Carpenter's Manual, and a Treatise on Trigonometry and Geometry.
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