The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. He then spoke with a certain fatherly kindliness of the past. Suspicion was in his face. One doesn’t go about with these passions allayed simply because they have made wreckage and a scandal.
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