Mrs. Donovan was walking down a Dublin street when she met up with Father Flaherty.

The priest said, "Top o' the mornin' to ye! Aren't ye Mrs. Donovan and didn't I marry ye and yer husband 2 years ago?"

She replied, "Aye, that ye did, Father."

The priest asked, "And be there any wee ones yet?"

She replied, "No, not yet, Father."

"Well now, I'm going to Rome next week and I'll light a candle for ye and yer husband."

She replied, "Oh, thank ye, Father."

They parted ways. Some years later they met again. The priest asked, "Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?"

She replied, "Oh, very well, Father!"

The Father asked, "And tell me, have ye any wee ones yet?"

She replied, "Oh yes, Father! Three sets of twins and four singles, 10 in all!"

The priest said, "That's wonderful!" How is yer loving husband doing?"

She replied, "Oh, E's away right now -- gone to Rome to blow out yer candle."