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Our Lord would have to be in the Virgin 's arms , and I think , your reverence , I would like Our Lord coming down to judge us , and I should like to have Him on His throne on the day of Judgment up at the top of the window . '' `` I can see you 've been thinking a good deal about this window , '' the priest said . She began again and the priest heard the names of the different saints she would like to see in stained glass , and he let her prattle on . But his temper boiled up suddenly and he said : -- `` You 'd go on like this till midnight if I let you . Now , Biddy M'Hale , you 've been here all the morning delaying my workmen . Go home to your fowls . '' And she ran away shrinking like a dog , and the priest walked up and down the unfinished church .