Wood!—no," replied the turnkey. Ain't he, Madam?'" "He is, indeed," replied the widow, fervently; "more—much more than that. John, he was between me and the door. Only promise me this. \" 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. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed.
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