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Show 5"3fe "And t h i s ~ Brother Reardon? - he did t h a t ? Was he wealthy?" "His parents were," my mother s a i d . "You'd l i k e Brother Reardon. He reminds me of your daddy when he was young. Brother Reardon comes from the same a r e a in C a l i f o r n i a where we met - - doesn't he Rulon?" "He's been l i k e a son to me. That My father swallowed and h i s eyes g l i t t e r e d s t r a n g e l y . ABrother Reardon has been o r g a n i z i n g the b r e t h r e n to l i v e the United Order!" His voice p e a l e d proudly as Church b e l l s. "The whole ranch? That's amazing!" "God's laws must be f u l f i l l e d ." "And does i t work?" I had to ask. He d i d n ' t move h i s head. He chewed and swallowed and pinched his mouth t o g e t h e r then sucked h i s teeth,-ao though: 9^MauagdHMMHnMlK When h i s l i p s p a r t e d , they made a l i t t l e c l i c k i n g sound, almost an e x p r e s s i o n of d i s t a s t e - with himself or the c u r r e n t t o p i c , I c o u l d n ' t be sure, just as I had never been sure i n the hundreds of times I had watched him do t h i s before speaking. "It works -- in a way. People j o i n the Order when they f e e l moved. But now, Brother Reardon wants to get everyone involved. He wants to pressure them i n t o i t . I've advised a g a i n s t i t ." He thought for a moment, then smiled suddenly. "It works about the same way i t has when we've l i v e d i t in our family." His comment had a double edge. I d i d n ' t know which one to face. "And a r e the people happy with i t ?" He smiled again and d i d n ' t look up. "As happy as t h e y ' ll let themselves b e ." I remembered t h a t during the white house y e a r s , a l l money |