272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. “Your mother was a Gypsy. . Jonathan gave utterance to a low whistle. I shall never go back to him; never, never!" Distressed, embarrassed beyond measure by this unexpected tragic revelation, the doctor puttered about among the bottles on the stand. Do you think I would marry you? Rather would I marry the pig in the convent.
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