"It's you, Jack, who are persuading my brother to do wrong. . \" 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. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit. Her gratitude swelled within her.
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