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Chapter 3
ShewasnotaloneinfeelingcharitablyinclinedtowardFatherKelly’ssuccessor;FatherRalphdeBricassartwasdeservedlypopularwitheverymemberofhisflock,richorpoor.IfhismoreremoteparishionerscouldnotgetintoGillytoseehim,hewenttothem,anduntilMaryCarsonhadgivenhimhiscarhehadgoneonhorseback.Hispatienceandkindnesshadbroughthimlikingfromallandsincerelovefromsome;MartinKingofBugelahadexpensivelyrefurnishedthepresbytery,DominicO’RourkeofDibban-Dibbanpaidthesalaryofagoodhousekeeper.
SofromthepedestalofherageandherpositionMaryCarsonfeltquitesafeinenjoyingFatherRalph;shelikedmatchingherwitsagainstabrainasintelligentasherown,shelikedoutguessinghimbecauseshewasneversuresheactuallydidoutguesshim.
"GettingbacktowhatyouweresayingaboutGillynotbeingtheepicenteroftheArchbishopPapalLegate’smap,"shesaid,settlingdeeplyintoherchair,"whatdoyouthinkwouldshakethereverendgentlemansufficientlytomakeGillythepivotofhisworld?"
Thepriestsmiledruefully."Impossibletosay.Acoupofsomesort?Thesuddensavingofathousandsouls,asuddencapacitytohealthelameandtheblind…Buttheageofmiraclesispast."
"Oh,comenow,Idoubtthat!It’sjustthatHe’salteredHistechnique.ThesedaysHeusesmoney."
"Whatacynicyouare!Maybethat’swhyIlikeyousomuch,Mrs.Carson."
"MynameisMary.PleasecallmeMary."
