‘Now perhaps you’ll go—go away altogether. You’re no good any more to anyone,’ she said fiercely. ‘Don’t you understand, father? We don’t want you any more.’ ‘Oh yes,’ he said. ‘I understand. But it’s not what you want—or I want …’ She said savagely, ‘I know about things. I went to school. I’m not like these others—ignorant. I know you’re a bad priest. That time we were together—that wasn’t all you’ve done. I’ve heard things, I can tell you. Do you think God wants you to stay and die—a whisky priest like you?’
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