"A Tale of Two Cities"
by Charles Dickens

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     The word "wife" seemed to serve as a gloomy reminder to Defarge, to say with sudden impatience, "In the name of that sharp female newly-born, and called La Guillotine, why did you come to France?"

     "You heard me say why, a minute ago. Do you not believe it is the truth?"

     "A bad truth for you," said Defarge, speaking with knitted brows, and looking straight before him.

     "Indeed I am lost here. All here is so unprecedented, so changed, so sudden and unfair, that I am absolutely lost. Will you render me a little help?"

 

     "None." Defarge spoke, always looking straight before him.

     "Will you answer me a single question?"

     "Perhaps. According to its nature. You can say what it is."

     "In this prison that I am going to so unjustly, shall I have some free communication with the world outside?"

     "You will see."

     "I am not to be buried there, prejudged, and without any means of presenting my case?"

 
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