Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. ’ She gestured at his hand, on which Roding’s makeshift bandage had been replaced by a more efficient one. The girl’s eyes never left his face. She touched bow to strings, playing a fifth. His heart beat wildly and he was afraid lest the strain be too much; but the girl shook her head and smiled and pointed to the top of the mountain. The thought of beauty became an obsession.
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