’ ‘But what of justice?’ asked Lucilla, evidently dazed. Terror had laid a paralyzing hand upon her, fear kept her almost unconscious of the curious glances which she was continually attracting. “But—” The long inconsecutive conversation by that time was getting on her nerves. 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 will tell you the truth.
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