She struggled to free herself; pushed his face away and panting, strove to reach the window, but he was strong and prevented her.
"I'll go no further with you," she cried.

"Set me down at once or I'll scream for help." "You pretty little fool.

Much help you'll get here.

Oh, you shall look if you want to, but your wings must be clipped first." He gripped both her wrists and held them fast.

Her frightened eyes glanced through the window.