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"
What
?
"
"
You
were
right
,
both
of
you
.
You
said
I
'd
lose
him
.
I
did
n't
believe
you
,
I
actually
thought
I
could
beat
God
.
But
there
was
never
a
woman
born
who
could
beat
God
.
He
's
a
Man
.
"
Fee
poured
Meggie
a
cup
of
tea
.
"
Here
,
drink
this
,
"
she
said
,
as
if
tea
had
the
restorative
powers
of
brandy
.
"
How
have
you
lost
him
?
"
"
He
's
going
to
become
a
priest
.
"
She
began
to
laugh
,
weeping
at
the
same
time
.
Anne
picked
up
her
sticks
,
hobbled
to
Meggie
's
chair
and
sat
awkwardly
on
its
arm
,
stroking
the
lovely
red-gold
hair
.
"
Oh
,
my
dear
!
But
it
is
n't
as
bad
as
all
that
.
"
"
Do
you
know
about
Dane
?
"
Fee
asked
Anne
.
"
I
've
always
known
,
"
said
Anne
.
Meggie
sobered
.
"
It
is
n't
as
bad
as
all
that
?
It
's
the
beginning
of
the
end
,
do
n't
you
see
?
Retribution
.
I
stole
Ralph
from
God
,
and
I
'm
paying
with
my
son
.
You
told
me
it
was
stealing
,
Mum
,
do
n't
you
remember
?
I
did
n't
want
to
believe
you
,
but
you
were
right
,
as
always
.
"
"
Is
he
going
to
Saint
Pat
's
?
"
Fee
asked
practically
.
Meggie
laughed
more
normally
.
"
That
's
no
sort
of
reparation
,
Mum
.
I
'm
going
to
send
him
to
Ralph
,
of
course
.
Half
of
him
is
Ralph
;
let
Ralph
finally
enjoy
him
.
"
She
shrugged
.
"
He
's
more
important
than
Ralph
,
and
I
knew
he
'd
want
to
go
to
Rome
.
"
