once；　she'll　start　to　say　the　most　awful　things；　the　most　awful　。。。　words。　She　doesn't　raise　her　voice。　It　would　almost　be　better　if　she　did；　I　think；　because　then　。。。　you　see；　then　。　。　。〃

〃She　wouldn't　sound　so　much　like　herself。〃

〃That's　it；〃　he　said　gratefully。　〃But　to　hear　her　saying　those　awful　gutter…language　things　in　her　sweet　voice　。。。　pardon　me；　Paul。〃　His　voice　trailed　away　and　I　heard　him　noisily　clearing　his　throat。　Then　he　came　back；　sounding　a　little　stronger　but　just　as　distressed。　〃She　wants　to　have　Pastor　Donaldson　over；　and　I　know　he's　a　fort　to　her；　but　how　can　I　ask　him？　Suppose　that　he's　sitting　there；　reading　Scripture　with　her；　and　she　calls　him　a　foul　name？　She　could；　she　called　me　one　last　night。　She　said；　'Hand　me　that　Liberty　magazine；　you　cocksucker；　would　you？'　Paul；　where　could　she　have　ever　heard　such　language？　How　could　she　know　those　words？〃

〃I　don't　know。　Hal；　are　you　going　to　be　home　this　evening？〃

When　he　was　well　and　in　charge　of　himself；　not　distracted　by　worry　or　grief；　Hal　Moores　ha