The squeeze was strange to him, somewhat uncomfortable. But he did not show it.

"Oh yes, I had a nasty fall on the steps to the altar." There had been more than one bump and so he suspected more than one fall. He couldn't remember getting up and falling again, but that had to be what had happened. "It's a concussion, so I'm glad you could replace father Kemble so quickly."

He was glad the new priest could replace father Kemble even if it had taken him ages to arrive. He reprimanded himself for that thought.

"I might not be much help to you in the coming days, I'm afraid."