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I have been thinking—I will go to my wife again. \" 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 weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. She has contrived to keep out of my sight up to this time, and I've no doubt she'll keep out of it altogether for the future. "Were it not for that, he would indeed be a blessing and a comfort to me.
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