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"
Yes
,
"
said
Bob
abruptly
,
his
eyes
riveted
on
his
mother
.
"
Yes
,
that
's
it
.
"
"
Frank
is
being
paroled
,
"
said
the
Cardinal
.
"
It
was
the
only
thing
I
could
do
to
show
you
that
I
do
care
.
"
If
he
had
expected
a
sudden
,
dazzling
blaze
of
light
from
out
of
Fee
's
long
darkness
,
he
would
have
been
very
disappointed
;
at
first
it
was
no
more
than
a
small
flicker
,
and
perhaps
the
toll
of
age
would
never
really
permit
it
to
shine
at
full
brightness
.
But
in
the
eyes
of
Fee
's
sons
he
saw
its
true
magnitude
,
and
knew
a
sense
of
his
own
purpose
he
had
n't
felt
since
that
time
during
the
war
when
he
had
talked
to
the
young
German
soldier
with
the
imposing
name
.
"
Thank
you
,
"
said
Fee
.
"
Will
you
welcome
him
back
to
Drogheda
?
"
he
asked
the
Cleary
men
.
"
This
is
his
home
,
it
's
where
he
ought
to
be
,
"
Bob
answered
elliptically
.
Everyone
nodded
agreement
save
Fee
,
who
seemed
intent
on
some
private
vision
.
"
He
is
n't
the
same
Frank
,
"
Cardinal
Ralph
went
on
gently
.
"
I
visited
him
in
Goulburn
Gaol
to
tell
him
the
news
before
I
came
here
,
and
I
had
to
let
him
know
everyone
on
Drogheda
had
always
been
aware
what
had
happened
to
him
.
If
I
tell
you
that
he
did
n't
take
it
hard
,
it
might
give
you
some
idea
of
the
change
in
him
.
He
was
simply
...
grateful
.
And
so
looking
forward
to
seeing
his
family
again
,
especially
you
,
Fee
.
"
"
When
's
he
being
released
?
"
Bob
asked
,
clearing
his
throat
,
pleasure
for
his
mother
clearly
warring
with
fear
of
what
would
happen
when
Frank
returned
.
"
In
a
week
or
two
.
He
'll
come
up
on
the
night
mail
.
I
wanted
him
to
fly
,
but
he
said
he
preferred
the
train
.
"
