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\"Good night, girls. "Her ladyship—" faltered the attendant. \" 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. A door, it may be remembered, opened from Wild's dwelling into this yard. “Of course you don’t. There’s something— something ADULT about you. You’d make a good Devil. " "Who cares if we do?" retorted Sheppard, with a look of defiance. Something to tell you.
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