“The man who was found dead in your sister’s room was named Hill?” “It is the man,” she answered. Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents, the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. He continued thoughtfully. Me—I’m nothing but a country wench, and one who went to the bad. Morals only begin when that is settled. Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew anything, which I don’t. Perhaps the boys had already faced off and he had missed it, he thought sourly. A cup of lies.
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