Then, without the slightest warning, something was thrown over my head, and I was utterly helpless in the vice-like clutch of an arm.

I cannot explain how startled, how helpless I was.

It occurred so suddenly I could not even cry out, could scarcely struggle.

I was instantly stifled, and left weak as a child.

I know I did make an effort to break away, but the cloth was clutched closer about my face, and the assailant's grip hurled me to the floor.
The horror was more intense because he never uttered a sound; because I was in the dark, my mind still dazed by conjecture, and--and I fainted." The dramatic intensity with which she told this held us speechless.