The rectory is lavishly decorated. There are busts on pedestals along the wall of the hallway -- of various famed religious figures, he guesses. A cleaning woman, who is busy dusting them, stops momentarily and bows her head when she sees the priest. The priest gives no indication that he has seen her. The priest takes him into a large room. A board room, from the looks of it. Large rectangular table to seat a dozen or more.
The priest points to a chair midway down the the table. Sit, says the priest. I will be with you in a moment.
He sits. The priest leaves the room. He waits a good while. The priest returns accompanied by two other priests, one of whom he has already seen in the church. They sit, side by side, directly across from him.
What have you to tell us, hunter? says the middle priest whom he has not seen.
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