He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. ‘I do not believe you. “Heavens!” she exclaimed. “Yes,” said Ann Veronica, trying to think where they were, trying to get things plain again that had seemed plain enough in the quiet of the night. Loans will just ruin my life because I need so many of them. “What do you think of that?” he asked.
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