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“Let us escape,” she said. “You cannot! Oh, you cannot. \" 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 poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. But, it can't be helped. It was Ennison who for the rest of his visit was quiet and subdued.
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