Fortified by the reaction of the onlookers, Kinnell added more arrogantly, “Besides, what business of yours is my wife?” Murdo smiled again, and again David thought of a wolf, that unblinking regard, that predatory stillness. Kinnell’s arrogance faltered. He saw that Murdo was pleased by the question and couldn’t understand why. “Oh, your wife is very much my business,” he said, his voice ringing clearly for all to hear. “When she left you, she came to me. She’s been sharing my bed for months.”
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