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Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. Why didn’t he die?” Anna sprang to her feet and walked restlessly up and down the room. He looked melancholy enough, it is true. “But Sir John?” he exclaimed. It appeared he had already ordered dinner and wine, and the whiskered waiter waved in his subordinate with the soup forthwith.
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