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"Oh, you're here, are you?" said the ruffian, with an exulting laugh: "I've been looking for you everywhere. “It was the night you left Paris. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. Surely his calculated desire to sit near her meant that his attention had surely been brought from its normal diversions into her realm. “I have spoken too many truths to-night. " "I agree to that. I’ve got no feminine class feeling. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton.
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