Red-Headed Woman Page #7

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every claim you might've had on me.

You've fixed it so I'll never have to see

you again or even think of you. I'm through.

Bill! Bill, speak to me!

Bill! Bill!

Shot by wife. Extra. Paper.

Read all about it.

Legendre Junior shot by wife.

Hey, bring one over here, buddy.

Extra!

She always was a disgrace to Renwood.

She had it coming to her, that dame.

Mommy, why did she shoot him?

That's a lot of hooey

about it being an accident.

-You know her?

-Know her?

The police say she's out of the state,

but I bet she's right here in Renwood.

-She'll wind up in the gutter.

-Lucky that guy didn't die.

-It sure is.

-Funny, he said he's not going to prosecute.

Darling! I've won! I've won!

Bravo, sweetheart. Let's go and collect.

Just a moment, please. Just a moment.

Dad, let me tell you what Rene did.

-It was, but my horse ran fourth.

-What a shame, but imagine me winning.

-Fourteen hundred and fifty francs.

-How much is that?

-That's about 56 dollars.

-Oh, is that all?

-Oh, I thought I'd won something.

-But you did win.

-Albert.

-Madam?

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