“I think,” he said, “that I am right. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. ’ A wary look came over her face, and Roding intervened. The latch had not fully caught. "What's that?" ejaculated the ruffian, glancing uneasily towards the window.
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