Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. The face of the man who lay there was clearly visible. ‘Wait for me. The angels in Heaven shall not tear you from me. ’ ‘Never mind the comtesse,’ adjured Prudence. He'll settle it bravely. ’ Then she jammed her hat on her head all anyhow and ran from the room. “That’s it,” she said. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon.
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