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. Ann Veronica was not ready enough to deal with that counter-stroke. She felt his crotch through his jeans. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. A slight cough uttered by Jonathan at the moment awakened the echoes of the place, and was returned in hollow reverberations. To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality in her tone.
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