Clara: You think you can sneak around my study and look at private family documents?
Mia: I was only looking for my picture book! Please don't yell at me!
Clara: Shut your mouth right now before I give you a real reason to cry.
Clara violently yanked the crying little girl in the yellow dress away from the cabinet.
Nora: Stop! What are you doing to her?
A fair-skinned American maid in a blue uniform gasped in horror from the top of the landing.
Mia: Ah! Help me! Nora, please help me!
Nora: Let go of her immediately, Mrs. Vance! She is just a little child!
Clara: Stay out of this, maid! You're next if you don't step back right now.
Nora: I won't watch you abuse an innocent girl in her own home.
Clara: This is my home, and everyone here obeys my rules!
Clara hoisted the sobbing child into the air with harsh, uncontrolled movements.
Mia: Daddy! Daddy, come save me!
Clara: Your father isn't here to coddle you anymore.
Nora crossed the room with lightning speed, her hands trembling with righteous indignation.
Nora: Put her down this instant, Clara.
Clara: Make me, you insolent servant.
Can Nora protect the helpless child from Clara's vicious temper before serious injury occurs?
Nora: I've had enough of your cruelty.