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A Tale of Two Cities

‘You must be, Mr. Carton, if the tale of fifty-two is to
be right. Being made right by you in that dress, I shall
have no fear.’
‘Have no fear! I shall soon be out of the way of

harming you, and the rest will soon be far from here,
please God! Now, get assistance and take me to the
coach.’
‘You?’ said the Spy nervously.
‘Him, man, with whom I have exchanged. You go out
at the gate by which you brought me in?’
‘Of course.’
‘I was weak and faint when you brought me in, and I
am fainter now you take me out. The parting interview
has overpowered me. Such a thing has happened here,
often, and too often. Your life is in your own hands.
Quick! Call assistance!’
‘You swear not to betray me?’ said the trembling Spy,
as he paused for a last moment.
‘Man, man!’ returned Carton, stamping his foot; ‘have I
sworn by no solemn vow already, to go through with this,
that you waste the precious moments now? Take him
yourself to the courtyard you know of, place him yourself
in the carriage, show him yourself to Mr. Lorry, tell him
yourself to give him no restorative but air, and to

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