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THE KYRIE. Even with their debts erased, Lord Godfrey's children feel out of place. The grand hallway, the towering portraits, the weight of the castle — none of it feels like somewhere they belong. Churchill speaks quietly toward the unseen Father. "Have mercy on us. Our debts may be cleared, but we are still broke — in our purses and in our hearts. ...We have no business being here." Sir Pasternak stops and turns, a small smile on his face. "That," he says, pointing at Churchill, "is exactl