” She propped herself up on the massive oaken post of the bed, feeling the paralysis tingle her legs as it left them ever so slowly. Something is feeding upon them. In some incomprehensible way that back view made her feel sorry for Alice. She had never been there before at that hour, in that light, and it seemed to her as if she came to it all for the first time. It was just such a bedroom as she would have chosen for herself. And besides—We’re going to live, Ann Veronica! Oh, the things we’ll do, the life we’ll lead! There’ll be trouble in it at times—you and I aren’t going to run without friction. It was a letter. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. You're alone, too, child.
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