Paul D:
Your boys run off, don't know where. One girl's dead, the other one can't get further than the yard. So how did it "work?"
Sethe:
They ain't at Sweet Home. Schoolteacher ain't got them.
Paul D:
Maybe there's worse.
Sethe:
[angrily]
It ain't my job to know what's worse, Paul D. It's to know what's out there and to keep my children from it! Because I would rather know they're at peace in Heaven than living a hell here on Earth! So help me, Jesus!
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