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The shock and distress were genuine. Wood, despair will come over me; and, dear as this babe is to me, far dearer than my own wretched life, which I would lay down for him any minute, I have prayed to Heaven to remove him, rather than he should grow up to be a man, and be exposed to his father's temptations—rather than he should live as wickedly and die as disgracefully as his father. Here, then, but for the time and place, might be another Sidney Carton. I do want them. Not then. I don’t believe any one could have traced us here. “Better,” said Ann Veronica, with an unreal alacrity. I set myself to find employment. “He was alive at four o’clock this afternoon,” she answered, “but the doctors give little hope of his recovery. I put my foot down like—like adamant. " "Pshaw! you'd do as much for me any day, and think no more about it. 4. Amid a litter of nails without heads, screws without worms, and locks without wards, lay a glue-pot and an oilstone, two articles which their owner was wont to term "his right hand and his left. So, here he was, on the last lap of middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war against Death.
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