Her eyes caught the movement of his hand, and her head jerked away, hair running over his outstretched hand cool as water as she rolled, trying to keep him from touching the collar.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Garamond;"> "NO! You can't take her from me again," </span>she said sharply, an edge in her voice like that of the smoke addicts of the southern cities when threatened with loss of supply.