“But why is it preposterous?” asked Ann Veronica, and fiddled with a pipe on the mantel. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. I’ve been on the watch for you. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. No one in the world is beyond the shaft of scandal— we all catch it terribly sometimes.
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