The priest blinked. He was completely nonplussed. He picked up his satchel and clutched it to his chest, then tried the latch on the windows, verifying her statement. His keen eyes observed all around him. Indeed, the house had been unoccupied, though he could hear muffled voices.
"How peculiar. How did you come to be here, Mrs. Fry?" he asked, he brow furrowing in perplexity. "I was absolutely certain that a parishioner had approached me, telling me that his wife had just had her baby. It seems this was not so, as I arrived in here only to find you. I was unaware of your presence until just now." Indeed, he had not at all heard her frantic banging on the window.