“He was a little boy, and she was grown up. She huddled by the fire not daring to move, helpless and guilty, a big woman.”
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“...she had grown up highly ornamental, but perfectly helpless and useless.”
“Could she stick her hand in that sink? Did she dare put in the drain plug? Every time she moved toward it, she shrank back, terrified and guilty,”
“After all, inside every woman, no matter how grown up she is, there is still a frightened little girl.”
“She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.”
“The Man went to sleep in front of the fire ever so happy; but the Woman sat up, combing her hair. She took the bone of the shoulder of mutton – the big fat blade bone – and she looked at the wonderful marks on it, and she threw more wood on the fire, and she made a Magic. She made the first Singing Magic in the world.”