You are an honest man and have a subtle mind." But?" You are not of our faith or our race, my friend." I understand."But as he walked towards the cast...e where Bohemond's banner flew in defiance of Count Raymond, Cadfael could not quite manage to expunge the image of the dark-eyed slender girl. He cursed himself for a fool and turned his mind to the meeting with Sir Mercier de Longueval. He did not stop to wonder that he had become involved. The dead man had cried out to him for justice; he. But you go on being a prick an' I'll bloody 'ave you.' I left 'im gawping like a bloody fish bu-ut two days later a little note comes through the letter box saying he was sorry and that he'd bought some headphones. How about that?" Great! You did well there. I hope it doesn't wear off." It better bloody hadn't. I don't say things I don't mean." I'm glad I haven't got on the wrong side of you, Sharon." Dead right... Sir," she grinned.Then, later that morning when she had led him upstairs, she in. "Mary Reed's smile could have frozen the fires of Hell over. "No, I'd really like to know all about it. Perhaps it would shed some light on this ... arrangement," she finished, gifting Jahn another shot of that penetrating stare.She got the whole story, of course. It was never in question, and both Fiona and Jen had rather hunted looking expressions on their faces when she was through interrogating the pair. He could empathize; he was dead certain the next target on the woman's shooting range. "Oh, uh...s-sorry," I stammered, trying to use the sheets to cover whatlittle modesty I had left. "I didn't do that before, when I was theblonde girl." You've been doing it all night," he growled, extracting himself fromthe bag before standing it. "Pretty sure I'm gonna need to get newsheets."I looked at him incredulously, but it's not like I could argue. Mycheeks burned hotly as I threw the sheets aside, noting how the crotchof the sweatpants I'd worn to bed were rather soaked, my thighs.