’ ‘Compel me? You do not know me, monsieur. “I suppose he’s frightfully clever,” said Miss Klegg. For was not Gerald a gentleman? An Englishman, whose services any female—excluding her own self so idiote— would be very happy to have. 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.
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