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The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. 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. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife.
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