Then, in a few years, he and Ruth might fare forth in comfort and security. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. ’ Then she jammed her hat on her head all anyhow and ran from the room. . Gerald saw her eyes change as she recognised him. In truth, she liked Gerald also. ‘And so you sneak back,’ she threw at him, ‘like the jackal that you are. ’ ‘Comment? But already he has made this visit—in town.
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