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I'd never known Bart to do such a thing Regret for setting up the perfors, and cost hi Cindy away? Did Bart kno to feel regret? I didn't know I stared blankly at Joel

as he paced the'floor, see terribly upset, hat difference did Bart's behavior make to him?

The old man followed us as usually he followed Bart "He should know better," h I've warned him about them"

His words intrigued me "What's the difference between a whore and a harlot, Joel?"

His sht blinded hinarled hand

"Are youme, niece? The Bible mentions both nouns, so there must be some difference"

"Perhaps a whore is worse than a harlot, or vice versa? Is that what you mean?"

He glared at , faded eyes that I was tor him with my silly questions

"Then's there's a struirls and prostitutes--do they come between harlots and whores, or are they the same?"

His eyes hardened to rivet on in saint "You don't like me, Catherine Why don't you like me? What have I done to make you distrust me? I stay to save Bart from the worst in himself, or I'd leave today because of your attitude, and I aed, and his lips quirked "No, I take that back You are twice the Foxworth I am"

How I hated hie to es he sent out I didn't defend myself, or protest to convince him otherwise Nor did Chris say a word to prevent this confrontation he'd already sensed would come sooner or later

"I don't knohy I distrust you, Joel," I said in a kinder voice than I customarily used with hi me doubt you are one whit better or different"

Without another word, but with a sad look that I think he feigned, he turned and shuffled off, his hands again tucked up those invisible brown monk sleeves

That very evening, when Melodie insisted on dining in her rooo, and fought againstMelodie to see Jory!

I stalked into her roo a word She wore the same shabby robe that she'd worn for days I pulled her best-looking summer outfit from her closet and tossed it on the bed "Shower, Melodie, and sha to visit Jory tonight, whether or not you want to"