QUOTE : brother-in-law, he’s crippled. He can’t work either.” “Very little.” “Then how do you live?” Rahab hesitated. She had formed the dough into a solid lump and stood there for a moment. “I have to support them, and I’ve told you what I am.” The words caught Othniel in a strange way. He had known harlots before, but all of them he had known were hard-eyed, greedy women. Any one of the harlots he knew would have turned him and Ardon in for the reward the king was offering for their capture—a reward that was getting larger every day. “I’m a harlot,” she said, making no excuse for it. “That’s why your friend Ardon doesn’t like me.