But sure, you'll have to go to confession, Jackie! she replied in the
same regretful tone. "Sure, if you didn't, the parish priest would be
up to the house, looking for you. 'Tisn't, God knows, that I'm not
sorry for you. Do you remember the time you tried to kill me with
the bread-knife under the table? And the language you used to me?
I don't know what he'll do with you at all, Jackie. He might have to
send you up to the bishop.