"A Tale of Two Cities"
by Charles Dickens

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     "My patient died, two hours before midnight--at a time, by my watch, answering almost to the minute when I had first seen her. I was alone with her, when her forlorn young head drooped gently on one side, and all her earthly wrongs and sorrows ended.

     "The brothers were waiting in a room down-stairs, impatient to ride away. I had heard them, alone at the bedside, striking their boots with their riding-whips, and loitering up and down.

     "'At last she is dead?' said the elder, when I went in.

     "'She is dead,' said I.

 

     "'I congratulate you, my brother,' were his words as he turned round.

     "He had before offered me money, which I had postponed taking. He now gave me a rouleau of gold. I took it from his hand, but laid it on the table. I had considered the question, and had resolved to accept nothing.

     "'Pray excuse me,' said I. 'Under the circumstances, no.'

     "They exchanged looks, but bent their heads to me as I bent mine to them, and we parted without another word on either side.

 
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