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A Tale of Two Cities

In crossing the bridge, she dropped the door key in the
river. Arriving at the cathedral some few minutes before
her escort, and waiting there, she thought, what if the key
were already taken in a net, what if it were identified,

what if the door were opened and the remains discovered,
what if she were stopped at the gate, sent to prison, and
charged with murder! In the midst of these fluttering
thoughts, the escort appeared, took her in, and took her
away.
‘Is there any noise in the streets?’ she asked him.
‘The usual noises,’ Mr. Cruncher replied; and looked
surprised by the question and by her aspect.
‘I don’t hear you,’ said Miss Pross. ‘What do you say?’
It was in vain for Mr. Cruncher to repeat what he said;
Miss Pross could not hear him. ‘So I’ll nod my head,’
thought Mr. Cruncher, amazed, ‘at all events she’ll see
that.’ And she did.
‘Is there any noise in the streets now?’ asked Miss Pross
again, presently.
Again Mr. Cruncher nodded his head.
‘I don’t hear it.’
‘Gone deaf in an hour?’ said Mr. Cruncher, ruminating,
with his mind much disturbed; ‘wot’s come to her?’

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