It opened and a nun’s head popped out. More importantly, she had her wits. The boy was bright and inquisitive as he was subtle. "That we were afraid," replied the other; "but never mind her. “Good God!” he exclaimed. Jacques, Jacques!’ His face was white, but his eyes were open, if a trifle glazed. A quarter of an hour passed.
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