Prudence attacked her chicken wing. 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 can't say I did," replied Wood, somewhat reluctantly; "what with the confusion incident to the storm, and the subsequent press of business, I put it off till it was too late. There are a thousand questions I'd like to ask you, but I sha'n't ask them. Or else I would have finished him.
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