The men picked mrs lewis by the hand and began to pull her down the staircase.

" Stop!. I said...stop!" She ordered as the men pulled her along.

The men didn't listen to her. They continued to push her until they were at the front verandah of the house.

The chaffeur told the men to free her for a while and they obliged, stepping a little farther from her. she rubbed her hands wincing in pain.

The men hands were very strong on her and it rendered her scars while she was trying to struggle with them.

" I don't blame the fools who live in this house. Some of...