I wrenched at the handle, but I found it held on the inside with a grip which even I could not move.

I looked into the broad, expressionless face of the Chinaman, who, leaning forward, completely shielded the person of the man with whom I sought to speak.
"One moment," I called out.

"I must speak with Mr.Delora.I have a message for him." The car was going faster now.

I tried to jump on to the step, but the first time I missed it.

Then the window was suddenly let down.