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Anyhow, that is how things are. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. The man had favoured him with a brief nod, but the girl had gone so far as to offer a tiny smile, and a look under her lashes with which not even Gerald, for all his scant interest in female society, could fail to be familiar. ” “For what?” Lucy asked. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. Officers were these.
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