‘Oh, peste. 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 frowned. Her nerves were shattered, her senses dazed by this unexpected shock. "And now, widow," continued the ruffian, setting down the candle, and applying his lips to the bottle neck as he flung his heavy frame upon a bench, "I've a piece o' good news for you. "I'm your dupe no longer.
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