272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. “Well, because I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. “But what are you going to do?” asked Hetty. . She would have to move on to a more lawless country soon, Mexico, Columbia, then cross the sea where she could eventually return to the chaos of Eastern Europe and the Russias. Wood glanced at the hardy offender, and not liking the expression of his countenance, thought it advisable to postpone the execution of his threats to a more favourable opportunity.
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