” “I thought so,” Courtlaw said. Not wisely but too well. . While he was straining every sinew, his foot slipped, and he fell, head foremost, into a deep trench, which he had not observed in the dark. He returned the locket without comment. \" She said, looking beside him at a taller boy who appeared to be bored. . 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. ‘Pray do not trouble yourself, Saling. ” It was settled. It took my breath away.
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