Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. Still, she knew instinctively that all of Sidney Carton's life had not been put upon the printed page. The patient fell into a natural and refreshing sleep. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. ” “You could never be that,” he answered, “but you are at least more serious than usual.
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