"A Tale of Two Cities"
by Charles Dickens

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     "Which I entreated you to believe, again and again, most fervently, with all my heart, was capable of better things, Mr. Carton!"

     "Entreat me to believe it no more, Miss Manette. I have proved myself, and I know better. I distress you; I draw fast to an end. Will you let me believe, when I recall this day, that the last confidence of my life was reposed in your pure and innocent breast, and that it lies there alone, and will be shared by no one?"

     "If that will be a consolation to you, yes."

     "Not even by the dearest one ever to be known to you?"

 

     "Mr. Carton," she answered, after an agitated pause, "the secret is yours, not mine; and I promise to respect it."

     "Thank you. And again, God bless you."

     He put her hand to his lips, and moved towards the door.

 
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