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Valancy paused a moment on the porch of the brick house in Elm Street. She felt that she ought to knock like a stranger. Her rosebush, she idly noticed, was loaded with buds. The rubber-plant stood beside the prim door. A momentary horror overcame her--a horror of the existence to which she was returning. Then she opened the door and walked in.
-"I wonder if the Prodigal Son ever felt really at home again," she thought.