Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. “We are to begin our married life to-night—here where I first met you. He was always forgetting that his tummy was fifty-four years old. Taber's room at once," Ruth ordered. I don’t care what divides us.
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