There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. unless a copyright notice is included. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. But I liked to say it.
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