Father Kemble once again. Gabriel tried not to judge people based on rumours, but when a lot of people told similar stories about the same person, it was hard. He was more occupied with what her words implied, however. Murder? Did the police know of this? But before he could say anything, she was stumbling out of the pew and Gabriel rushed over. "Stop, please! You need to stay seated. Sir!" He turned to the old man burning a candle. "Can you please find a doctor?" Gabriel turned back to the woman, arms outstretched in case she would try to stand and fall again.