I shall make no defence. 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. "You have," rejoined Jonathan, laying a forcible grasp on his shoulder. "I can't help thinking of it, Sir," answered the widow.
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