Wesley smirked at the child. "I wonder why..." He then met the priest's eyes and stared at him. "How far is the church? The boy might not make it that far if it is a long walk. The constabulary might not be so far in comparison. We can get everything finished at once. Perhaps we will run into the mother, and I can question her privately to see if she does know who you are." He gestured for the man to put the boy in the cart and push it.