” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. \" 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. The latter took from his pocket a small note-book and pencil. I had rather have trouble and hardship like that than be taken care of by others.
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