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EPILOGUE
She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack
swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming
silver in their starkness. . But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which
overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who
traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible
promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes
the aspect of virtue. She was finally dead, going to Hell. I’ll pay it. A shout was heard at a little distance, and, the next moment, a person
rushed with breathless haste to the stair-head. Besides, I thought you despised killing women. My own impression is that he already
knows. "Much that I would willingly forget. ’
‘But, Marthe, you do not imagine that I would have taken the veil like you,
even if you have not told me. ”
“You are very unbelieving,” Anna said coldly. “You have dyed your hair and
darkened your eyebrows. On that night, I surrendered myself to Jonathan Wild, and became—
what I am. ‘Who has begun this but you?’
Gerald barely heard her. .
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