Bonner, a trained athlete, realised that she was even stronger than he, more desperate in her frenzy, and with murder in her heart.

As they lunged to and fro, her curses and shrieks in his ear, he began to feel the despair of defeat.

She was beating him down with one mighty arm, crushing blows, every one of them.

Then came the sound which turned the tide of battle, for it filled him with a frenzy equal to her own.

The scream of a woman came down through the passage, piteous, terror-stricken.
He knew the fate of that poor girl if his adversary overcame him.