The Bells of St. Mary's Page #2

Yes. We had to sell the ground.

We needed money to fix our building.

They were going to condemn it.

Where did you put the money?

You'd be surprised.

We put in sprinklers, fire escapes.

The foundation had to be reinforced.

It hardly seems worth it.

We think so, Father.

Yes, yes, of course.

What are the other classrooms like?

What's going on up there?

- We're repairing the roof. It leaks.

- A trifle.

- Very overcrowded here too, aren't you?

- Yes.

A trifle.

Looks like St Mary's is in a bad way.

A trifle.

We're relying on you to help us, Father.

Too bad you don't have a building like

that. It'd be your answer to everything.

That's where we intended

to build our new St Mary's.

A building very much like that.

There it is...

...only we don't own it.

That's what we've been praying for.

Praying for what?

That the owner will wake up one morning

and give it to us.

Who would wake up and give you what?

- Mr Bogardus. The owner.

- That's what we pray for.

Woman, great is thy faith.

- If faith can move mountains...

- You figured you could move in, huh?

You've got to be practical.

- Does the owner know about this?

- We've just prayed.

- That's where you could help us.

- What do I do when he says no?

Hey, you kids! Get down out of there!

Why aren't you in school? You hear me?

They shouldn't be doing that.

After all, it's a holiday.

Who's this coming here?

That's Mr Bogardus.

I think we'd better go now. You can

tell him why the children aren't in school.

Want me to say anything

about the building?

Some other time.

Hey, you. Here.

What's going on here?

You see that fence?

You see what those children...?

- Who are you?

- The new pastor.

You are? I want you to see to it

that those brats are punished.

I'll take care of it, Mr Bogardus.

I will censure them.

- So you know who I am?

- Yes, I do.

I have to do business with you?

I have to make recommendations.

I've looked over the school.

You have? Well, there you are.

What do you think of it?

- Looks pretty tired.

- Tired? Tired's no name for it.

- If you don't sell... You got my offer?

- It's here.

- What do you say?

- It's difficult. I can't jump at it.

If you don't sell it to me,

it'll be condemned.

- By whom?

- City council.

- How do you know?

- I'm chairman.

- You are, huh?

- Darned right, I am.

When they order you to tear it down,

you've got to pay.

- You look like a practical man, Father.

- I do?

There's not a mother or father

in the parish

that wouldn't want their children

at St Victor's.

Fine, modern building.

Sunlight, good heating.

I wouldn't send my children

into that fire trap.

- You have any children?

- No.

- That's a long story.

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