His obtuse hands punched and jabbed at her uselessly, then he throttled her neck with the last of his strength. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. ‘Who is to be angry with you now?’ ‘Miss Prudence, that’s who,’ stated Joan bluntly. "To him I owe everything," continued the widow, "life itself—nay, more than life,—for without his assistance I should have perished, body and soul. Awful shapes seemed to flit by, borne on the wings of the tempest, animating and directing its fury.
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