Behave? That hadn't seemed like behaving to him. Malachi seemed far from bothered about it, though, and didn't try to argue otherwise. The kitchen still appeared to be in order, the carrots were definitely peeled, and Mrs. Higgins would have nothing to use against him.

He set the basket down on the counter, hands already moving to open it.

"Something for Father Richards," he explained. "Shall we take a look?"