Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality. "Be still!" "Oh, come along! I've just got to have my muck bath. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds, their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself fighting against. Here and there, a building might be seen with the doors and windows driven in, and all access to it prevented by the heaps of bricks and tilesherds. She felt like a dried-up old woman. A dozen words, and he saw Enschede as clearly as though he stood hard by in the flesh. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. She resolved to walk across the Park to the Zoological gardens, and so on by way of Primrose Hill to Hampstead Heath. The whole incident was so unexpected that neither Courtlaw nor Brendon were awaiting.
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