"Yes. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. She had neither the semi-boisterousness of the average American girl nor the chilling insolence of the English. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. Lucy auditioned on a borrowed violin. It was a capital diversion; and as usual the Leatherneck bested the Britisher, in seven rounds. But Gosse began to drag her towards the door.
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