” “Do you mean,” Courtlaw asked, “that from now to the end of the six months you do not wish to see us—any of us?” Her eyes were a little dim again. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. To reach the door they had to pass the end of the table, and behind the chair where Mr. 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. 1 with active links or immediate access to the full terms of the Project Gutenberg-tm License.
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