“Cora,” he gasped, “you wouldn’t do that!”
“Oh, get out! Get out now! I’m tired of you. I never want to hear you speak again.”
“Cora,” he begged. “For the last time——”
“No! You made a fool of me!” She beat him upon the breast, striking again and again, with all her strength. “Get out, I tell you! I’m through with you!”
He tried to make her listen, to hold her wrists: he could do neither.
“Get out—get out!” she screamed. She pushed and dragged him toward the door, and threw it open. Her voice thickened; she choked and coughed, but kept on screaming: “Get out, I tell you! Get out, get out, damn you! Damn you, damn you! get out!”
Still continuing to strike him with all her strength, she forced him out of the door.