"Unsay that--take it back?
Do you hear ?" She shrank a little, twisting in his grasp, but he held her remorselessly.
"No, I won't take it back.

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Ah! Let me go, Max, you're hurting me!" He released her instantly, and, as his hands fell away from her shoulders, the white flesh reddened into bars where his fingers had gripped her.