Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. " "Run along, then. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. ” He digested her statement as part threat and part promise. " "And what should a young man like this one have to forget?" Prudence demanded to know. She turned a resolute face southward. ’ A derisive snort greeted this passage. " "Why, my love," rejoined her husband, "appearances, you must allow, were a little against you. ‘She won’t like it,’ prophesied the captain gloomily. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror.
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