Is your fever back? That kid tried to rape you, do you remember?” Jude hissed the words, furious with her. But she merely turned serene eyes on him and half smiled. “I’m choosing not to remember. You know, forgiveness?” “That’s all well and good in theory, but you cannot trust him. You cannot be alone with him.” “I didn’t say that I would be. Herr Mast will be here.” “No, absolutely not, that guy is a loon.” He watched her think for a moment. “Well, you could always help me.” He was speechless for a moment, then took her arm and led her farther into the shadows of the barn, realizing they were attracting attention. “Mary, I don’t want to take care of that freak . . . the world would be well rid of him, in fact.” “I’m not listening to this.” She turned to go and he realized how serious she was. “All right.” His voice stopped her and she slowly turned back to face him. “All right, I’ll help you. But you are never to be alone with him, not even for a few seconds, out of his head with fever or not .
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