He understood that he was known.
"Well--good-night, father--" The priest turned with upraised hand.
"Brother James, just step outside." Then he continued as the door closed.
"You needn't go, Mr .-- er--Gregory.

Your name shall not be mentioned to a living being without your leave." "You know about me ?" "Of course I do....

Now be sensible, my dear fellow; go and fetch your friends.

We'll manage somehow." (He raised his voice and rapped on the table.) "Brother James ...

go up with Mr.Gregory to the porter's lodge.
Make arrangements to put the woman up somewhere, either there or in a gardener's cottage.