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“I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. Bu I can speak to that point. Still, she knew instinctively that all of Sidney Carton's life had not been put upon the printed page. What!— you know so little of that child? She ran away from you. Hell's curses! that after all my precautions I should be thus entrapped.
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