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Show 335 sheaf of papers in a manila folder, but couldn't seem to find the one he was looking for. He dipped into his attache case that lay open on the floor beside him. Lorin meantime looked nervously at the men at the table, some of whom met his eye and smiled grimly. Most of them did not. He wished Sorenson would put an arm around his shoulder again just once, the way he had done right after they had sat down. He was too confused to be sure how many men were at the table, but there seemed to be at least a dozen. Elder Warnick came in, apologizing for the phone call, and sat down at the table to Lorin's right, nodding once to him. A couple of men sat together in a row of red leather chairs, with arms, that lined the panelled wall next to the door. Another man stood at the side of the table, leaning between two of the seated men while he adjusted the tape recorder on the table. "Maybe you could read the charges now, Elder Rowbotham," the mission president said. "I'd like to ask you to listen closely to this, Elder Hood, to make sure there isn't anything inaccurate. Go ahead, Carl." Elder Rowbotham pulled his glasses out of his breast pocket, put them on, and looked up and down the length of the sheet of paper in front of him. "Well," he said, "the charge is adultery." The word made everyone nervous. There was a brief moment of quiet throat-clearing and shifting around in chairs. Elder Rowbotham looked up once and then resumed reading, speaking through the fingers of the hand covering his mouth. "According to the charges, Elder Hood is charged with going to the home of a Brother and Sister Kline while his companion was in the hospital-that's Richard Kline and his wife Alice Kline, both as I understand it recent members of the church-while his companion was sick in the hospital with what I understand was food poisoning, and on that day when her husband was away Elder Hood |