His eyes flashed as he turned towards her. I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. But beyond "amicable agreement in which mutual concessions are made," the word "compromise" was as blank as the Canton wall at night. It was scarcely likely that she would have accepted his aid.
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