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`` It 's just timpting Providence his reverence is , and it 'll be glory to God if you 'll tell him so . '' `` What 's that you 're saying about his reverence , Mrs. Cassidy ? '' cried Father Dan from the upper landing . `` I 'm saying you 're destroying yourself with your fasting and praying and your midnight calls at mountain cabins , and never a ha ` porth of anything in your stomach to do it on . '' `` Whisht then , Mrs. Cassidy , it 's tay-time , is n't it ? So just step back to your kitchen and put on your kittle , and bring up two of your best china cups and saucers , and a nice piece of buttered toast , not forgetting a thimbleful of something neat , and then it 's the mighty proud woman ye 'll be entoirely to be waiting for once on the first lady in the island ... . Come in , my daughter , come in . ''