272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. Then she went into the office. " "Those terms were a third of my estate," observed Trenchard bitterly. He turned the water off and handed her a towel. He divorced her. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. There was also the daunting task of getting dressed. Of Jack Sheppard or the assailants they could not discover a single trace. The women, Ann Veronica thought, were not quite so interesting as the men. When he left these premises, three years ago, I took them from him; or rather—to deal frankly with you,—he placed me in them rent-free, for, I'm not ashamed to confess it, I've had losses, and heavy ones; and, if it hadn't been for him, I don't know where I should have been. After knocking for some time at the door without effect, he tried the latch, and to his surprise found it open.
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