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The Concerto of Deliverance
"Ifyoustillwantmetoexplainit,Mother,"hesaidveryquietly,"ifyou’restillhopingthatIwon’tbecruelenoughtonamewhatyou’repretendingnottoknow,thenhere’swhat’swrongwithyourideaofforgiveness:Youregretthatyou’vehurtmeand,asyouratonementforit,youaskthatIoffermyselftototalimmolation."
"Logic!"shescreamed."Thereyougoagainwithyourdamnlogic!
It’spitythatweneed,pity,notlogic!"
Herosetohisfeet.
"Wait!Don’tgo!Henry,don’tabandonus!Don’tsentenceustoperish!Whateverweare,we’rehuman!Wewanttolive!"
"Why,no—"hestartedinquietastonishmentandendedinquiethorror,asthethoughtstruckhimfully,"Idon’tthinkyoudo.Ifyoudid,youwouldhaveknownhowtovalueme."
Asifinsilentproofandanswer,Philip’sfacewentslowlyintoanexpressionintendedasasmileofamusement,yetholdingnothingbutfearandmalice."Youwon’tbeabletoquitandrunaway,"saidPhilip."Youcan’trunawaywithoutmoney."
Itseemedtostrikeitsgoal;Reardenstoppedshort,thenchuckled,"Thanks,Philip,"hesaid.
"Uh?"Philipgaveanervousjerkofbewilderment.
"Sothat’sthepurposeoftheattachmentorder.That’swhatyourfriendsareafraidof.Iknewtheyweregettingsettospringsomethingonmetoday.