"Would you mind very much if we didn't start until five or ten minutes past three?"
"Why—er—what's the matter?"
Alice hesitated, then with pleading eyes: "I've been troubled about different things lately, so I spoke to Father Anselm yesterday and he said I might come to him to-day at a quarter to three."
"You mean for confession?"
"Yes."
"I see. How long does it take?"
"Fifteen or twenty minutes."
"Will it make you feel happier?"
"Oh, yes, much happier."
"All right," he nodded, "I'll wait."