The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. I dare say anything seemed better to her than the nun’s habit she had been obliged to use. Half an hour's labour, during which he was obliged more than once to pause to regain breath, sufficed to make a hole wide enough to allow a passage for his arm up to the elbow. She did not bother with the backpack despite its due tomorrow status.
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