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He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. A terrible spectacle was presented to the young man's gaze:—the floor deluged with blood—the mangled and lifeless body of Mrs. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood. In Larry’s old Cadillac sedan, she sat in the backseat as Larry drove and Cathy sat beside him. I had special ways of getting out of the basement without them noticing, and often I could smuggle a child or two out for 160 the day and they were never the wiser. She made lumpish and inadequate interruptions rather than replies. “It was poison—why not?” she answered. One comes at last to the step from dreams to reality.
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