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She set down her glass with a snap. Over the chimney-piece was pasted a handbill, purporting to be "The last Dying
Speech and Confession of TOM SHEPPARD, the Notorious Housebreaker, who
suffered at Tyburn on the 25th of February, 1703. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with
his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow
named Dawn Plote. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young
woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas
cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. But I was portentous, I can assure you. She sensed he might try and wane on her
doorstep. What hotel should she go to? If she told a
cabman to drive to an hotel, any hotel, what would he do—or say? He might
drive to something dreadfully expensive, and not at all the quiet sort of thing she
required. I can’t but feel it’s an undesirable complication to drag
in the Charvills at this point. ”
Annabel rose and followed her sister from the room. I naturally want to do it up in proper style.
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