Chapter 31: The Mask of Cynicism

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​⁠Old Etienne came to the gate with his lantern; the big turbines were stilling their rumble and growl in the deep pits and his day's work was ended.

“P'r'aps you may walk to Mother Maillet's with me and say the good word to Jean from Tadousac and to Zelie Dionne, who is now so very glad,” suggested the old man, humbly. “The good priest he marry them very soon and they will go home.”

“Yes, I will go,