"Where did you find it!" asked Wood. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. I believe you’ve crushed a gland or something. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels.
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