She had tried to speak.

But could she keep it up?
She turned and twisted; she was caught in a trap.

Passion had trapped her unawares.
She went back to the room and bolted the window.

Then again she stood in front of her mirror and gazed at herself in thought.
Suddenly her face changed.

She looked up; an idea took shape in her mind.
"Theft," Ralston had said.