He
wasn't inside ten minutes." Her voice rose hysterically, but
Rudolph caught her by the arm, and pushing her ahead of him, forced
her up the stairs.
"We're going to have this out," he muttered, viciously.
Half way up she stopped.
"You're hurting my arm."
"You be glad I'm not breaking it for you."
He climbed in a mounting fury. He almost threw her into her room,
and closing the door, he turned the key in it. His face reminded
her of her father's the night he had beaten her, and her instinct
of self-preservation made her put the little table between them.
"You lay a hand on me," she panted, "and I'll yell out the window.
The police would be glad enough to have something on you, Rudolph
Klein, and you know it."
"They arrest women like you, too."
"Don't you dare say that." And as he took a step or two toward her
she retreated to the window. "You stay there, or I'll jump out of
the window."
She looked desperate enough to do it, and Rudolph hesitated.
"He was up here.
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