"A Tale of Two Cities"
by Charles Dickens

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     As the last thing on earth that his heart was to warm and soften to, it warmed and softened to this pitiable girl.

     "I heard you were released, Citizen Evremonde. I hoped it was true?"

     "It was. But, I was again taken and condemned."

     "If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am little and weak, and it will give me more courage."

 

     As the patient eyes were lifted to his face, he saw a sudden doubt in them, and then astonishment. He pressed the work-worn, hunger-worn young fingers, and touched his lips.

     "Are you dying for him?" she whispered.

     "And his wife and child. Hush! Yes."

     "O you will let me hold your brave hand, stranger?"

     "Hush! Yes, my poor sister; to the last."

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