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Anna was still holding her cigarette between her fingers. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. “Are you a special sort of clergyman,” she said, after a pause, and looking down her nose at him, “or do you go to the Universities?” “Oh!” he said, profoundly. His hesitation was visible, and Spurlock took advantage of this to run to Ruth. “Dear me,” she said, “I fancy you exaggerate my fame.
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