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Zeck had asked him why

"They are deceived by their own desire," Father had said "They wish the world were a better place, so they pretend that polluted things are pure, so they don't have to fear them"

He couldn't let Father knohat Mother had said, because it was so impure of her Can't let Father know

If he whips Mother I'll kill him

The thought struck hiainst the wall

If he whips Mother I'll kill him

Wiggin was still there, talking "Zeck, what's wrong?" Wiggin touched him Touched his arm The forearm

Zeck couldn't help hih He lashed out with his right leg and kicked Wiggin in the shin Then shoved hiainst the wall, then to the floor He looked helpless Zeck was so filled with rage at him that he couldn't contain it It was all the weeks of isolation It was all his fear for his mother She really wasn't pure He should hate her for it But he loved her That made him evil That ave him--because he loved someone as impure as Mother

And for soe and fear, Zeck threw hiin and pummeled him in the chest and stomach

"Stop it!" cried Wiggin, trying to turn away fro me?"

Zeck stopped and looked at his own hands Looked at Wiggin's body, lying there helpless The very helplessness of him, his wormlike, fetal pose, infuriated Zeck He knew from class what this was It was blood lust It was the ani beyond his strength

It hat Fatherhim The smaller body, helpless, complete subject to his will It filled a certain kind of e that had to tear into its prey That had to inflict pain, break the skin, draw blood and tears and screa from the victim

It was so was from Satan, this was

"I thought you were a pacifist," said Wiggin softly

Zeck could hear his father going on and on about peace, how the servants of God did not go to war