\" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. ‘I know,’ said Prudence Sindlesham, sympathy in her tone. ” Sydney looked at her doubtfully. gutenberg.
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