What the fuck? He was just going to go through her things and find what he wanted when she wouldn't tell him? No, she wasn't going to let that happen. Demelza growled, or something like that; she wasn't aware of the noise as it was only a manifestation of her anger. In the next second, she was running for him, even though he was only a few feet away. If he read it, all her efforts would be for nothing. And since his back was to her and he was between the bed and wall, there was nothing she could do but throw herself on him, making them both fall on the bed. She immediately began scrambling, grabbing the journal away as she tried to crawl over him and the bed.