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superior. "I don't think I'm much help though. She
asked for some books on the historicity of Christ.
'Tough ones,' she said. She said the gospels were
nothing but gossip. Maybe, Rector, I'm not really sure
how, maybe if you could…"
"No, no, no, you're doing a marvelous job. I
shouldn't interfere.
But dear, dear Ramona. First flying saucers in the
marshes. Now this, this greedy curiosity. The elderly
sometimes get that way.
Suspicious. Poor old thing. Discourage her,
discourage her gently. It never helps to poke and prod
into the Mystery, to spoil the bloom on the bud,"
counseled the rector, who was, in that sense,
completely unspoiled.
The curate hurried away, laden with books that
Gladys Goff had selected for the townspeople's
edification, though whatever missionary impulses Father
Fields may have had were dampened when he noticed
that most of the tomes had last been checked out in
1935.
Doomed to failure, Miss Goff had devoted her life