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˹ַ:a g 9 559 v i p<`Keep near to me, Jacques Three,' cried Defarge; `and do you, Jacques One and Two, separate and put yourselves at the head of as many of these patriots as you can. Where is my wife?'`Doctor Manette, look upon the prisoner. Have you ever seen him before?'

Deep ditch, single drawbridge, massive stone walls, eight at towers, cannon, muskets, fire and smoke. One drawbridge down! `Work, comrades all, work! Work, Jacques , Jacques Two, Jacques One Thousand, Jacques Two Thousand, Jacques Five-and-Twenty Thousand; in the name of all the Angels or the Devils--which you prefer--work!' Thus Defarge of the wine-shop, still at his gun, which had long grown hot.

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`You know that you are recalled to life?'

`Oh! If that was beginning it---'said Mr. Lorry.

`So much the better. His name?'

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The hungry man gnawed one of his fingers as he looked at the other three, and his finger quivered with the craving that was on him.

`That's a fair young lady to hand to a coach in the dark, Mr. Darnay!' he said, filling his new goblet.

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He opened it in the light of the coach-lamp on that side, and read--first to himself and then aloud: `"Wait at Door for Mam'selle." It's not long, you see, guard. Jerry, say that my answer was, RECALLED TO LIFE.'

`You had abandoned all hope of being dug out?'

<`Yes, Miss Manette is going to be married. But not to an Englishman; to one who, like herself, is French by birth. And speaking of Gaspard (ah, poor Gaspard! It was cruel, cruel!) it is a curious thing that she is going to marry the nephew of' Monsieur the Marquis, for whom Gaspard was exalted to that height of so many feet; in other words, the present Marquis. But he lives unknown in England, he is no Marquis there; he is Mr. Charles Darnay. D'Aulnais is the name of his mother's family.'Mr. Lorry reddened as if he were conscious of having debated the point in his mind, and Mr. Carton made his way to the outside of the bar. The way out of court lay in that direction, and Jerry followed him, all eyes, ears, and spikes.

`Come!' rejoined Stryver, laughing boastfully, `though I don't prefer any claim to being the soul of Romance (for I hope I, know better), still I am a tenderer sort of fellow than you.

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`I have come back, sir, as you anticipate, pursuing the object that took me away. It carried me into great and unexpected peril; but it is a sacred object, and if it had carried me to death I hope it would have sustained me.'

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˹ʥɭ־ɳ ħ䣡 `The Treason case. ϸ

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˹ɽ˷ֿ֣Ӧ `I'll tell the prisoner so. It won't do for a respectable bank gentleman like you, to be seen speaking to him publicly, you know.' ϸ

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