At the bottom of the trunk was a large manila envelope, unmarked. "I am twenty," said the girl. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. How the deuce did I ever manage to father such a brainless nincompoop? A nun, for God’s sake! A confounded Catholic nun. But she made no answer. Vee’s all right.
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