Women are made like the potter’s vessels
—either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. ”
Her heart had warmed toward him. Melusine turned and turned, unable to imagine just where the secret door
could be. ‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. Idleness is the key of
beggary, Jack. ”
He fancied that she was yielding, but her eyes fell once more upon that fatal
envelope, and her tone when she spoke was colder than ever. They stopped talking, except to each
other. There was barely room for one, let alone two, in the passage, and Melusine
ended up backwards, supporting Jack as best she could as he stumbled along,
grasping the rough walls on either side with both hands.
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