\" 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. He gripped the window-sill behind him. Anna opened a cupboard and produced cups and saucers and a tin of coffee. He became a little less en garde. ’ He quirked an eyebrow. “Your father is in the study and wishes to speak to you. Ann Veronica’s desire to laugh unrestrainedly was checked by the tremendous earnestness of his expression.
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