Chapter 15
- Her voice remained unyielding, but her eyes glowed defiantly. “Oh, Mr. Reed, it is not right to eavesdrop on that sort of thing between fellows, you know.”
- Austin's mouth was a snaky, cold, heartless grin. “What, in flavor, is it okay to be backbiting?”
- Her eyes were slits, tight, and her voice belted out in angered protest. “Not backbiting; I was honest.”