As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. A row of magnificent, and even then venerable, elms threw their broad arms over this pleasant spot. The money will last longer, and—it won’t bother you. Now I know that you don’t live as close to the Beck house as you once pretended.
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