CHAPTER TWELVE
She tried to rake his face with her fingernails, but he held her arms against her sides as he carried her down the hall toward the stairs. He heard Mrs. Ainsworth come out of the front room, follow them. He stopped at the foot of the stairs, turned about, looked at her coolly.
"Do you want to join us?" he asked, looking at her heaving bosom.
Joan kicked at him and he had to hold her legs, too. He continued to look at Julia Ainsworth. She bit her lips, her face flushed with anger.
"Put her down, Mr. Deering," she said coldly. "I can't allow you to use force on my niece."
"Nuts," he said. "What you are saying is you don't want me to take her upstairs. You want to be the one, don't you?"
He did not hear her answer, if there was one. Joan was again kicking and struggling s
