"Freda!" Clive called. She tottered to her feet. Then ran and hugged him. He folded her in his arms. He released her and held her by the shoulders."What were you saying?" he asked. She sucked her finger. "Why did you say that?""Norma said that my mother was wicked. She lured you out of the priesthood to marry her. Is it true? Are you an ex-priest, dad?"Clive stared wild eyed. He blinked continuously to find an answer but his brain was void. Freda fixed a gaze at the new wrist watch he was offering her with a wan smile on his face. Without making a move to take it, she repeated."Is it true?"