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Lies! He was telling lies on me! Wasn't none of that true!

"You did it all! You are the crazy man, John Amos!" and like Malcolm would, I ran over to kick at hih death!"

My arht and I was lifted away Daddy hadto calm me "Your motherwhere is your mother? Where is the fire?"

A red haze was in avefor the fire to end them like they ended Foxworth Hall Malcolm wanted it that way--all the little atticcontaminated seed"

Far away fro the stunned terror in Daddy's eyes as he tried to delve into my eyesbut I knew they were blank--for I wasn't there Didn't knohere I was Didn't care

Redemption

Fire The mansion was on fire

I straddled John Aht me off--or

tried to, but soon he kneho had the best of the battle "You can't get away, old man You've poisoned s I hope to God you rot in some jail cell for the rest of your life for what you've done"

While John Amos and I had at it, Dad sped off to find Mo out how he could get to the wine cellar

"Get off me, boy!" yelled John Aerous! He starved that poor puppy then stabbed him with a pitchfork Is that the act of a sane child?"

"Why didn't you stop him if you saw him do all that?"

"Why, why" sputtered the old man, "he would have turned on rand up the skeleton of her pet kitten Ask her, go on, ask her"

So to me Bart was irrational Yet, yet--was he a killer? "Bart talks in his sleep, oldthe day like a parrot He quotes from the Bible and pronounces words he wouldn't be able to if so him"

"You fool boy! He doesn't knoho he is! Can't you see that? He thinks he is his greatgrandfather Malcolm Foxworthand like Malcol member of the Foxworth clan!"