The Bells of St. Mary's Page #3

- Skip it.

How far do the children have to go

to get to St Victor's?

- As far as I had to go as a child...

- Let's walk over.

Well, why not take my car?

Can't walk too much. I got a bad ticker.

- Let's ride out to St Victor's.

- Now you're talking.

Close this school

and send the children to St Victor's.

- Sell the property to you?

- Right. You can always find me here.

I won't make a move without

talking to you. But I'm pretty slow.

You don't look it to me. No, sir.

Goodbye.

Father?

How do you do?

Are you in charge of the school here?

That's a question. I have some authority.

You look like you could understand

my language.

Let's find out. Start talking.

I'd like very much

to put my daughter in school here.

You see, I think it'd be better

if she was away from me for a while.

Could she board?

- It might be arranged. Why...

- Does she need references?

Do you have to know much

about her background?

Oh, yes. That is customary.

Well, it's like this.

I ran away from home

when I was very young to get married.

Stop me if you've heard this, Father.

He left me a long time ago, in Syracuse.

- 13 years.

- Did you get married?

Yes. After a little argument.

I think he was a little afraid

of settling down.

He was a piano player.

He had a wonderful smile, Father.

- I'll bet he had.

- Very like yours.

He had a little band.

Kind of a non-recording orchestra.

- Ever hear of Gallagher's Gamboleers?

- No. Did anyone else?

I doubt it.

Anyway, the band got an offer

to play in Cincinnati.

He promised, as soon as he got

a few dollars ahead, he'd send for me.

- You were left alone in Syracuse?

- Till the baby came.

You've been supporting her all this time?

I suppose you're wondering as to how?

So is she.

She's getting to be a big girl now, Father.

She's beginning to think I'm no good.

I want to put her in your care

before she finds out she's right.

I feel anyone as concerned about

their daughter as you isn't doing badly.

If there was anything really wrong

with you, you wouldn't give a darn.

Joe was the only man

I was ever really in love with, but...

If you care that much for Joe,

why didn't you look him up?

I wouldn't know where to start.

Besides, he ran out on me, Father.

Oh, that's it.

I'll do my best.

Send your daughter to me.

- What's her name?

- Patricia.

Patricia.

I'll make a deal with you.

I take care of your daughter,

you take care of yourself.

Thank you, Father. Father...

- O'Malley.

- O'Malley.

- Goodbye, Mrs Gallagher.

- Goodbye.

Father, there's a young lady to see you.

Oh, yes. Send her in.

- Miss Gallagher?

- Yes.

I've made arrangements

for you to board with Mrs Breen.

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