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Chapter 7
Whilelipsshapedconventionalphrases,eyesandthemindsbehindthemspeculated,deduced,smiledslyly.
"Ihearwe’regoingtoloseyou,Father,"saidMissCarmichaelnastily.
Hehadneverlookedsoremote,sodevoidofhumanfeelingashedidthatmorninginhislacelessalbanddullblackchasublewithsilvercross.Itwasasifheattendedonlyinbody,whilehisspiritmovedfaraway.ButhelookeddownatMissCarmichaelabsently,seemedtorecollecthimself,andsmiledwithgenuinemirth.
"Godmovesinstrangeways,MissCarmichael,"hesaid,andwenttospeaktosomeoneelse.
Whatwasonhismindnoonecouldhaveguessed;itwasthecomingconfrontationwithPaddyoverthewill,andhisdreadofseeingPaddy’srage,hisneedofPaddy’srageandcontempt.
BeforehebegantheRequiemMassheturnedtofacehiscongregation;theroomwasjammed,andreekedsoofrosesthatopenwindowscouldnotdissipatetheirheavyperfume.
"Idonotintendtomakealongeulogy,"hesaidinhisclear,almostOxforddictionwithitsfaintIrishunderlay."MaryCarsonwasknowntoyouall.Apillarofthecommunity,apillaroftheChurchshelovedmorethananylivingbeing."
Atthatpointtherewerethosewhosworehiseyesmocked,butotherswhomaintainedjustasstoutlythattheyweredulledwitharealandabidinggrief.
"ApillaroftheChurchshelovedmorethananylivingbeing,"herepeatedmoreclearlystill;hewasnotonetoturnaway,either."Inherlasthourshewasalone,yetshewasnotalone.
