‘Oh, ah. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. Lucy heard a stir, but if Dawn Plote were to arise and come into the room, it could only mean two murders tonight. ' That has always haunted me.
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