The Keys of the Kingdom Page #4

She doesn't say why. Just that it's best,

and she begs me not to come.

I feel there's something wrong,

that I ought to help.

I'm sure that if help is needed

and you can help...

there's none they'd rather

ask for than yours.

How can I be expected

to stay away without a reason?

You cannot say that

there is not a reason.

I had my heart set

on never leaving Holywell.

You had yours set on going home.

What do you say?

Shall we both agree

to let Almighty God have his way?

Hmm?

[Chuckles]

You're in love with Nora,

aren't you, Francis?

- You say you actually saw that fish?

- Oh, yes, Father, I did.

Well, then why aren't we after him?

Eh? Before he's gone.

- Here. Here's a rod.

- Yes, Father.

There.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Thank you.

Keep its head up, MacNabb.

Up. Up!

Ah, careful! Careful now.

Ooh! Watch him, lad.

Watch him.

- Watch him! Oh. Oh, MacNabb.

- You got him, Father.

MacNabb, what a bonny,

bonny fisher you are!

- Oh! Get your net, boy. Get your net.

- Don't worry, Father.

Here he comes, lad.

Get him before he's lost!

[Chuckles] You know, I wouldn't object

to your eating so little...

if it didn't emphasize

the fact that I ate so much.

[Train Whistle Blows]

It was fine of the Lord, I think,

to put all the little fishies in the brooks...

and to send me here to catch them.

[Whistle Continues]

It's a lonely sound, that.

When I was a homesick lad

and heard it in the night...

I'd imagine it was the cry of a lost soul

speeding through eternity.

My imaginings

are less spiritual, Father.

To me it's the Southern Express,

the only thing I have of home.

It whistles for me, and tomorrow night

it will whistle for them.

- Please understand, Father. I've got to go home.

- I do understand, Francis.

If only Nora would write,

if only she-

You know, she objected bitterly

to my coming back to Holywell.

- She thinks that l-

- Yes, yes, I know.

L- Sit down a moment, Francis.

I've got something to tell you.

- You've got bad news. Is it about Nora?

- Aye.

- Why wasn't I told?

- Because it wasn't easy to tell.

Sit down, lad.

How long is it

since you've seen Nora?

It's been over a year now.

I've told you.

You told me she

quarreled with you then...

because she thought you were

being made a priest here despite yourself.

She knew in her heart

that that wasn't so.

I have no way of knowing what

was in Nora's heart, but it seems that...

after you left, she-

Have any of your friends

written to you about her?

I have only one friend, Willie Tulloch.

He's been away at medical school.

- Yes, he's at home now.

- At home?

- Aye, looking after her.

- But-

Nora changed a great deal, Francis,

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