Into the town they plunged again, Betty and the protesting shadow, who wanted to go to bed.
"The Furnace"
Rose Macaulay
She closed his protesting lips with a gentle finger.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
Mrs. Collingwood, a little flushed, threw him a protesting glance, smiled, bit her lip and went on with the reading lesson.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee