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” She said and began to pace the hard dirt. When ninety per cent. It seems only yesterday that she was running down the Avenue, all hair and legs. She moved a little nearer to him. ” He took an optimist view of her chances. ” She became aware of her aunt, through the panes of the greenhouse, advancing with an air of serene unconsciousness from among the raspberry canes. ” John looked at her sympathetically. ” “I am glad that you have a reasonable excuse for not having been to see me,” she said good-humouredly. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. You know that I am practically destitute, without means or any certain knowledge of where my next meal is coming from.
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