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comforted, and forgive me. Heaven bless you!”

As he was drawn away, his wife released him, and stood looking

after him with her hands touching one another in the attitude of

prayer, and with a radiant look upon her face, in which there was

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even a comforting smile. As he went out at the prisoners’ door, she

turned, laid her head lovingly on her father’s breast. tried to speak

to him, and fell at his feet.

Then, issuing from the obscure corner from which he had never

moved, Sydney Carton came and took her up. Only her father and

Mr. Lorry were with her. His arm trembled as it raised her, and

supported her head. Yet, there was an air about him that was not

all of pitythat had a flush of pride in it.

“Shall I take her to a coach? I shall never feel her weight.”

He carried her lightly to the door, and laid her tenderly down in

a coach. Her father and their old friend got into it, and he took his

seat beside the driver.

When they arrived at the gateway where he had paused in the

dark not many hours before, to picture to himself on which of the

rough stones of the street her feet had trodden, he lifted her again,

and carried her up the staircase to their rooms. There, he laid her

down on a couch, where her child and Miss Pross wept over her.

“Don’t recall her to herself,” he said, softl