"
"You, Miss Enschede?"—frankly astonished that one stranger should offer
succour to another. "
The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute. They were silent for a time. “As things are at present,” she said,
“it is true. The man is a stranger to me. But I was portentous, I can assure you. I am
not going to be a chorus girl, or even a super. "
"I'll forgive you all the harm you do me," rejoined the Amazon. Women are made like the potter’s vessels
—either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. " Some innate sense of
balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. “My friend,” she said, “no! Let me tell you this. "
"I should have opened that letter in the beginning," said the doctor. ’
‘Ah, that is good,’ sighed the lady.
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