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It seems he does not inherit the title. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Hitherto you’ve seen only my easy, kindly side. For a time he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation. Awful shapes seemed to flit by, borne on the wings of the tempest, animating and directing its fury.
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