Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. Anna stared back at every one with undaunted composure. Love lives on a higher plane. She was herself conscious of a recklessness of spirits almost hysterical. But the wench who tricked me shall bitterly repent it. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. ’ She sniffed and swallowed.
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