But I had my own share in the doings.
Of course, it was before ever there was a word of my being a priest.
That came after.

Thanks be to God for His mercies'-- the old man crossed himself reverently--'He kept me from harm and the sin that might have been laid on me.

But in those days there were great thoughts in me, just as there are in you to-day.

Faith! I'm of opinion that my thoughts were greater than yours, for I was all for fighting here in Ireland, for the Poor Old Woman herself, and it's out to some foreign war you'd be going to fight for people that's not friends of yours by so much as one heart's drop.

Still, the feeling in you is the same as the feeling that was in me, not a doubt of it.