"A Tale of Two Cities"
by Charles Dickens

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     "The room was darkening to his sight; the world was narrowing around him. I glanced about me, and saw that the hay and straw were trampled over the floor, as if there had been a struggle.

     "'She heard me, and ran in. I told her not to come near us till he was dead. He came in and first tossed me some pieces of money; then struck at me with a whip. But I, though a common dog, so struck at him as to make him draw. Let him break into as many pieces as he will, the sword that he stained with my common blood; he drew to defend himself--thrust at me with all his skill for his life.'

 

     "My glance had fallen, but a few moments before, on the fragments of a broken sword, lying among the hay. That weapon was a gentleman's. In another place, lay an old sword that seemed to have been a soldier's.

     "'Now, lift me up, Doctor; lift me up. Where is he?'

     "'He is not here,' I said, supporting the boy, and thinking that he referred to the brother.

     "'He! Proud as these nobles are, he is afraid to see me. Where is the man who was here? Turn my face to him.'

 
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