Over the course of an hour, he had carved them into dozens of trees, maybe a hundred. The same symbol appeared everywhere, only varying in its size. W...hen he reached a clearing in the dense woodland, he pulled a rucksack from his back, kneeling to rummage through it in search of something. He drew a large, camouflaged block from the bag, securing it around one of the trees with a belt so that it faced the clearing. He fiddled with the device for a minute, then stepped back to examine it,. . understanding of each other’s needs in that sense. Otherwise, that might get rough on the others,” I dropped another ball as she ordered for us.“Others?” Juliette’s jaw nearly dropped, “how many others? Is this like a polygamy thing?”“Kinda. There’s Summer, my fiancee. Then there’s Summer’s brother, Barry. And his fiancee, Kayla. And then there’s Joanna. They’ve been keeping each other company in my absence, while I’ve had plenty of strange with certain comrades when possible. Anne, Kara, and. ?Miles, I was a boy myself,and I understand the restlessness that comes on, but I was deeply grieved tosee you throwing spitballs at your younger brother. ?It disrupts the classroom, and it?s not thefirst time you?ve not paid attention.? Sedley Codrington seemed to be quitesad. ?I feel I must punish you, Miles.? ?Oh! How odd, sir. Usually,Mr. Pilge punished us immediately after we offended. Do you want to thrash me?I understand, and I?m heartily sorry for my actions.??Miles was quite. . like... unfaithful to you. I'm sorry but I have to tell you. She stole Tom from me and... like... she's cheated on you more than that. She's been with... done it with Reverend Gibson, too," and as the words came out with a rush, Julie virtually threw the photos of Joan and the minister at him.The cuckolded husband felt sick when he saw the photos. There could be no doubt that it was Joan, even though the man's identity was not apparent. A hot anger shot through him and, for a moment, he was.