He was fast rising to an eminence that no one of his nefarious profession ever reached before him, nor, it is to be hoped, will ever reach again. There was little more here than a sideboard, a chest for the vestments, and a simple wooden chair. "My child!" he groaned faintly. Half an hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened.
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