"A terrible thing! Father!"
"You're a nice lady!" he said, addressing Rebecca angrily. "To come into a parish where there is none save decent people to leave a black disgrace upon it and you going away!"
"Was ever the like known, Father? And just imagine her keeping it so secret. Why we thought there was nothing in this affair with Ulick Shannon. There was such an amount of cuteness in the way they used to meet at times and in places we never knew of. In the woods, I suppose!"
Father O'Keeffe was addressing her directly again.
"Why, when I think of the disgrace to this school and all that, it drives me near mad."
"And, mind you, the shocking insult it is to me and to the little children."
"The shocking insult to you and to the little children. True for you, Mrs. Wyse."
"And when I think of how you have contrived to besmirch the fair name of one of the fine, respectable families of the parish, gentlemen, as you might say, without one blot upon their escutcheon."
"People as high up as the Houlihans of Clonabroney."