"Help!"
McGinnis wasted no more breath in senseless orders.
Down beside him he dragged the girl.
Bravely Helen battled, but her strength was insufficient to maintain the struggle long.
He seized her by the throat, and tightened his grasp on it.
She gasped for breath.
Her brain reeled.
Consciousness finally fled.
McGinnis now glanced from the carriage window. The driver perfectly understood his business, and at the instant of Helen's first cry had commenced winding a tortuous course through the crooked streets.
His prompt action prevented Helen's cries procuring for her the help for which she had shrieked.