Dan flared in surprise. "Well of all the--"

Jane's eyes swept both her husband and old Sam Taber who was sitting

quietly on the teetery straight-backed chair, his gray eyes never

moving from Biddy. "I'm sick and ashamed at the way things have gone,"

Jane said. "Last night I saw my daughter come home and walk across this

room without need of the brace that had become the horror of my dreams.

I saw her made whole and beautiful by some miracle beyond my knowledge

and I wanted only to get down on my knees and thank God. I knew only

happiness all the long night and then I awoke to--" Jane swept her hand

hopelessly, "--to this. A snarling mob. A near murder. A town suddenly

filled with hate and a love of lawlessness. Biddy saw none of this and

yet she knows that this healer of hers--real or imaginary--would not

be thanked for what he did but probably murdered. She knows this and I

love her for it." Jane drew Biddy close. "Don't tell them, dear. Don't

ever tell them a thing."

Dan Parker stood open-mouthed at his wife's long declaration. Sam

Taber got to his feet and his eyes held only admiration. He said, "I

understand, Jane. And I agree with you it would be like turning a sheep

to a pack of wolves."

"Thank you."

Sam stood looking thoughtfully at his hat as he turned it slowly in

his fingers. "Just one thing," he said suddenly. "Would you mind if I

examined Biddy's leg?"

Jane was surprised at the sudden turn of his mind but she said, "No, of

course not, Sam."

Sam Taber dropped to his knees as Jane slipped off Biddy's little

slacks revealing a pair of tight white panties and two perfect legs.

Sam raised the left leg gently, like a holy relic and ran gentle

fingers down the straight, smooth surface. "The main damage was done

above the knee, wasn't it?" Sam asked.

"Yes, the muscles were pinched and destroyed. There was only the bone

left--and enough ligament to--"

"Davey's is that way too," Sam said. "But his goes even higher--into

the hip." Sam matched the legs gently together and muttered, "I'm

trying to believe. I'm trying so damned hard--"

"You shouldn't have to believe, Sam," Jane said.

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