‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. She had resisted as long as she could; then she had stolen over. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. " "What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt. “Annabel?” he exclaimed.
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