The Left Hand of God Page #7

Where's Scottie?

With Father Cornelius, I think.

I thought I'd fallen in

love with a priest

and I couldn't confess because the priest

was the man I had fallen in love with!

But you didn't know that...

That he wasn't a priest?

You mean he was,

as much to the people of

these villages.

A good priest, Father, who

came here because we needed him.

Not quite, my dear.

He had other reasons.

Whoever he was, and for

whatever reasons he came here,

hearing the real love of these

people, they put their faith in him

just as I did

and he didn't fail them.

The bishop will understand that,

wouldn't he, Father?

You'll make that clear,

wouldn't you?

For a man with so little to

recommend him, he seems

to have aroused a remarkable amount

of devotion in this parish.

Let me show you how much.

You know, Father,

I don't even know his name.

Carmody, my dear.

James Carmody.

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