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Although he'd fallen out of love with her, an event entirely unrelated to her infidelity (considering this was the first he'd learned of it), Atticus's words made Peregrine flinch inwardly. He remembered the few occasions when someone had referred to his wife as flirtatious and how these salacious words had gone in one ear and out the other. He'd taken it for granted that Hawkeye would be truthful with him. Meanwhile, she'd evidently been trying to seduce his brother the entire time.

Are they mine? he wondered frantically, suddenly looking stricken. Nothing actually happened, Atticus said and Peregrine's lips pursed. "I believe you," he said, "but I want to know exactly what happened between the two of you. I deserve to know how much of a wretched slut she is," he continued quietly but heatedly.

He paused for a long moment, trying to decide if he had any anger left over to direct at his brother. He decided he didn't. First of all, whatever his sins, Atticus had come clean. Secondly, he'd been single at the time, with a previously-established crush on Hawkeye. Peregrine decided to give him the benefit of the doubt; surely it was his brother who'd stopped anything from happening. He felt a bit hurt and agitated, yet the sentiment was cold ashes in comparison to his burning, seething hatred for his now decidedly ex-wife.