I did n't have the strength to fight him then--there was n't anybody near by who could help me.

So I--I told him I 'd go.

Then I lay awake all night, trying to think out a plan--and I thought of you." "I 'm glad." Fairchild touched her small gloved hand then, and she did not draw it away.

His fingers moved slowly under hers.

There was no resistance.