““You told me he was dead." Red said through his teeth, "There was no point,for there's no meaner, more petty man in all of God's England." "At least I'm not a wastrel," the old man snapped. Red started toward the old man, but Sophia stepped between them. "Red, don't." He looked as if he might burst into flames, then snapped, "I came to get you, Sophie.Have Mary bring your things, and let's go.””
