Clotilde flew into a rage, crying, “How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. Jonathan's wicked threat is fulfilled at last. “You do look really nice.
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