A radiant Mary went out to meet him.
"You didn't till him!" she cried accusingly. "You didn't till him!"
The priest laid a hand on her head.
"Mary, the greatest thing in the whole world is self-sacrifice,"
he said. "The pot at the foot of the rainbow is just now running
over with the pure gold of perfect contentment. But had you and I
done such a dreadful thing as to destroy the confidence of a good
man in his friend, your heart never could know such joy as it now
knows in this sacrifice of yours; and no such blessed, shining
light could illumine your face. That is what I wanted to see. I
said to myself as I came along, `She will try, but she will
learn, as I did, that she cannot look in his eyes and undeceive
him. And when she becomes reconciled, her face will be so good to
see.' And it is. You did not tell him either, Mary Malone!"
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