272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. His tongue was more ready, his wit more keen than usual. Then, in a few years, he and Ruth might fare forth in comfort and security. " He bent his head to his knees. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine.
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