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As
Father
Ralph
parked
his
car
and
walked
across
the
lawn
,
the
maid
waited
on
the
front
veranda
,
her
freckled
face
wreathed
in
smiles
.
"
Good
morning
,
Minnie
,
"
he
said
.
"
Oh
,
Father
,
happy
it
is
to
see
you
this
fine
dear
mornin
'
,
"
she
said
in
her
strong
brogue
,
one
hand
holding
the
door
wide
and
the
other
outstretched
to
receive
his
battered
,
unclerical
hat
.
Inside
the
dim
hall
,
with
its
marble
tiles
and
great
brass-railed
staircase
,
he
paused
until
Minnie
gave
him
a
nod
before
entering
the
drawing
room
.
Mary
Carson
was
sitting
in
her
wing
chair
by
an
open
window
which
extended
fifteen
feet
from
floor
to
ceiling
,
apparently
indifferent
to
the
cold
air
flooding
in
.
Her
shock
of
red
hair
was
almost
as
bright
as
it
had
been
in
her
youth
;
though
the
coarse
freckled
skin
had
picked
up
additional
splotches
from
age
,
for
a
woman
of
sixty-five
she
had
few
wrinkles
,
rather
a
fine
network
of
tiny
diamond-shaped
cushions
like
a
quilted
bed-spread
.
The
only
clues
to
her
intractable
nature
lay
in
the
two
deep
fissures
which
ran
one
on
either
side
of
her
Roman
nose
,
to
end
pulling
down
the
corners
of
her
mouth
,
and
in
the
stony
look
of
the
pale-blue
eyes
.
Father
Ralph
crossed
the
Aubusson
carpet
silently
and
kissed
her
hands
;
the
gesture
sat
well
on
a
man
as
tall
and
graceful
as
he
was
,
especially
since
he
wore
a
plain
black
soutane
which
gave
him
something
of
a
courtly
air
.
Her
expressionless
eyes
suddenly
coy
and
sparkling
,
Mary
Carson
almost
simpered
.
"
Will
you
have
tea
,
Father
?
"
she
asked
.
"
It
depends
on
whether
you
wish
to
hear
Mass
,
"
he
said
,
sitting
down
in
the
chair
facing
hers
and
crossing
his
legs
,
the
soutane
riding
up
sufficiently
to
show
that
under
it
he
wore
breeches
and
knee-high
boots
,
a
concession
to
the
locale
of
his
parish
.
"
I
've
brought
you
Communion
,
but
if
you
'd
like
to
hear
Mass
I
can
be
ready
to
say
it
in
a
very
few
minutes
.
I
do
n't
mind
continuing
my
fast
a
little
longer
.
"
"
You
're
too
good
to
me
,
Father
,
"
she
said
smugly
,
knowing
perfectly
well
that
he
,
along
with
everybody
else
,
did
homage
not
to
her
but
to
her
money
.
"
Please
have
tea
,
"
she
went
on
.
"
I
'm
quite
happy
with
Communion
.
"
He
kept
his
resentment
from
showing
in
his
face
;
this
parish
had
been
excellent
for
his
self-control
.
If
once
he
was
offered
the
chance
to
rise
out
of
the
obscurity
his
temper
had
landed
him
in
,
he
would
not
again
make
the
same
mistake
.
And
if
he
played
his
cards
well
,
this
old
woman
might
be
the
answer
to
his
prayers
.
