" "Well, imagination beats me!" "It's something Ruth saw. Whenever you grow impatient with her, remember the folly of her father. 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. ‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. Her teeth were chattering so hard that she had to clench them for fear of biting off her own tongue. Oh, yes; of Ruth herself he knew much; but the more he mulled over what he knew, the deeper grew his chagrin. \"Hardwood floors.
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