In that moment she became afraid.
It is nameless, that terror in the mind of a woman pursued.

Yet without it one of the first of her abstract attractions would be gone.
Undoubtedly it is the joy of the pursuer that the quarry should take to flight.

Would there be any chase without?
But long years of study amongst the more advanced of us have made the fact of rather common knowledge.

The woman has learnt that to be caught there must be flight, and, in assuming it, she has acquired for herself the instincts of the pursuer.

So an army, resorting to the strategy of retreat, is still the pursuer in the more subtle sense of the word.