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"
Why
couldn
’
t
you
have
taken
me
into
your
confidence
?
"
"
An
accomplice
is
dangerous
.
"
"
Then
you
do
feel
you
have
committed
a
crime
.
"
"
No
.
A
crime
is
something
someone
else
commits
.
I
’
ve
got
to
open
the
store
,
even
if
it
is
my
own
store
.
"
My
hand
was
on
the
doorknob
when
he
asked
quietly
,
"
Who
turned
Marullo
in
?
"
"
I
think
you
did
,
sir
.
"
He
leaped
to
his
feet
,
but
I
closed
the
door
after
me
and
went
back
to
my
store
.
I
was
halfway
down
when
she
followed
me
.
"
Did
you
mean
to
leave
your
stick
?
"
"
Lord
,
no
.
"
"
Here
it
is
.
I
thought
it
might
be
a
kind
of
—
sacrifice
.
"
It
was
raining
and
that
makes
honeysuckle
smell
sweet
in
the
night
.
My
legs
were
so
wobbly
that
I
really
needed
the
narwhal
stick
.
