She felt his crotch through his jeans. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. F. I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. Besides, she will do no such thing.
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