They might tear him to pieces, but from that decision he would not budge.

Subject to that decision they might do with him and with all that belonged to him almost as they pleased.

He would explain this first to the priest if it should chance that he found the priest at home.
He left his gig and servant at Ennistimon and proceeded as he had intended along the road to Liscannor on an outside car.

In the mid-distance about two miles out of the town he met Father Marty riding on the road.

He had almost hoped,--nay, he had hoped,--that the priest might not be at home.