\" 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. "Of course, I haven't the least evidence that the boy has done anything wrong; it's what I'd call a hunch; piecing this and that together. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire. “What do you think you are doing?” He asked. “Oh good. “How odd that I should almost spring into your arms just on my doorstep!” she remarked gaily. "It's too late to carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house.
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