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Chapter 5
"You’renobetterthanaparrotwhenyouactthepriest,FatherdeBricassart!IsayGodhelpyou,becauseyou’retheonlyoneofusherewhohasnoideawhathereallyis!"
Paddywassittinginachair,ashen,hisshockedeyesonMeggieasshehuddledonherkneesbythefire,weepingandrockingherselfbackandforth.Hegotuptogotoher,butFatherRalphpushedhimroughlyaway.
"Leaveheralone.You’vedoneenough!There’swhiskeyinthesideboard;takesome.I’mgoingtoputthechildtobed,butI’llbebacktotalktoyou,sodon’tgo.Doyouhearme,man?"
"I’llbehere,Father.Puthertobed."
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Upstairsinthecharmingapple-greenbedroomthepriestunbuttonedthelittlegirl’sdressandchemise,madehersitontheedgeofthebedsohecouldpulloffhershoesandstockings.HernightdresslayonthepillowwhereAnniehadleftit;hetuggeditoverherheadanddecentlydownbeforeheremovedherdrawers.Andallthewhilehetalkedtoheraboutnothing,sillystoriesofbuttonsrefusingtocomeundone,andshoesstubbornlystayingtied,andribbonsthatwouldnotcomeoff.Itwasimpossibletotellifsheheardhim;withtheirunspokentalesofinfanttragedies,oftroublesandpainsbeyondheryears,theeyesstareddrearilypasthisshoulder.
"Nowliedown,mydarlinggirl,andtrytogotosleep.I’llbebackinalittlewhiletoseeyou,sodon’tworry,doyouhear?We’lltalkaboutitthen."
"Issheallright?"askedPaddyashecamebackintothelounge.
