Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. But we're neglecting the punch all this time. The floor was strewn with screws, nails, fragments of wood and stone, and across the passage lay the heavy iron fillet. “I don’t think our engagement can go on,” she plunged, and felt exactly that loss of breath that comes with a dive into icy water. “You are my friend,” she said, “if any one is. A cool gray light illuminated small portions of the stone floor.
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