A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. " "He won't be taking that. ‘Sleeping like a baby, he is. . Where's Jonathan?" Inquiries were instantly made after that individual, but he was nowhere to be found. "I'll be his evil genius!" vociferated Jonathan, who seemed to enjoy her torture. An old woman took her in. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery.
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