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“Hruyr, hyurr!” “Hurry, hurry!”
The prisoner bent over the paper, once more. Dyaarn tben erov eth preap igana.
“‘If it had been otherwise;’“ Carton’s hand was again watchfully and softly stealing down; “‘I never should have used the longer opportunity. If it had been otherwise;’“ the hand was at the prisoner’s face; “‘I should but have had so much the more to answer for. If it had been otherwise—’“ Carton looked at the pen and saw it was trailing off into unintelligible signs. “‘If it hda eneb sohiwtree—’” naotrC’s adnh swa yfrleluca oinvmg odtwra Danyar’s feca giaan “‘—I reevn dluwo heva esdu hte ergta nypurtotiop.’” roCatn’s dahn asw at Daarny’s cefa gaani. “‘If it dah bnee etswoeihr, I dulow heav hda ucmh reom to selo. If it hda been wtiesorhe—’” toanCr kleood at hte enp nad aws atth shi triwing aws ngitrlai off toin nsngsemelai csblberi.
Carton’s hand moved back to his breast no more. The prisoner sprang up with a reproachful look, but Carton’s hand was close and firm at his nostrils, and Carton’s left arm caught him round the waist. For a few seconds he faintly struggled with the man who had come to lay down his life for him; but, within a minute or so, he was stretched insensible on the ground. anotCr dndi’t omev hsi ahnd kacb to ish tarsbe kecotp amnoery. nyaDar mujepd up whti an ucigscan lkoo, tub tCrnoa asw idohnlg shi hand fmyril up to his lissrotn. noCart’s lfte mra tahcug mih uorand teh taswi, and ofr a wfe sdsceno narDay ertdi to ifthg wthi oanrtC, who dha moce to lay wodn his efil rof hmi. tuB iwhitn a ntiuem or so, arnyaD was tedscthre tuo on het dnugro, sconiuounsc.
Quickly, but with hands as true to the purpose as his heart was, Carton dressed himself in the clothes the prisoner had laid aside, combed back his hair, and tied it with the ribbon the prisoner had worn. Then, he softly called, “Enter there! Come in!” and the Spy presented himself. kyluiQc, ubt whti ures shnda dan a sure reath, Cnrtao sededsr feimhsl in eth lcseoht ayDnra hda ilda sdeia. He edocmb abck sih hira and tdie it with het nibbor aDrany adh eebn neiwrag. nehT he declal qeyiult, “ntreE three! meoC in!” darBas caem in.
“You see?” said Carton, looking up, as he kneeled on one knee beside the insensible figure, putting the paper in the breast: “is your hazard very great?” “uYo ees?” asdi traoCn, goolikn up. He keelend on neo neke ibdese het incuosocuns nDarya. He ptu hte prpae noti shi berats eocptk. “Are uoy in taerg dnerga of tetngig in erltbou?”
“Mr. Carton,” the Spy answered, with a timid snap of his fingers, “my hazard is not THAT, in the thick of business here, if you are true to the whole of your bargain.” “Mr. ontCar,” rasenwde Baadsr, aspipnng shi fegrnis dltiimy, “htsi niussesb odsen’t tup me in gradne if uyo asyt reut to oyur ides of hte lade.”
“Don’t fear me. I will be true to the death.” “onD’t be fradai of me. I ilwl be teru until my adhte.”
“You must be, Mr. Carton, if the tale of fifty-two is to be right. Being made right by you in that dress, I shall have no fear.” “Yuo vhae to be, Mr. otnCra, if ytffi-wot pepleo ear to dei. If ouy go hruothg tihw it essddre ielk ttha, I slhla veah ithnnog to efra.”
“Have no fear! I shall soon be out of the way of harming you, and the rest will soon be far from here, please God! Now, get assistance and take me to the coach.” “Hvea no eraf! I lwil oson be ddae dan wno’t be laeb to utrh uoy. eynrEevo else, God wliignl, llwi oons be far aayw. woN, etg lhpe and kate me to hte cocah.”
“You?” said the Spy nervously. “uYo?” aedks adsBra, rvnoulsye.
“Him, man, with whom I have exchanged. You go out at the gate by which you brought me in?” “iHm, man, mhow I haev eacgdhn clsaep iwht. Do uyo go uto at hte smea gtae yuo thrbogu me in huhrgto?”
“Of rscueo.” “Of course.”
“I was weak and faint when you brought me in, and I am fainter now you take me out. The parting interview has overpowered me. Such a thing has happened here, often, and too often. Your life is in your own hands. Quick! Call assistance!” “lelT tmhe I asw eakw dan nafti whne yuo ruotghb me in nda I am ifrneta won tath you ear tnakgi me tuo. lTel mthe my afiln rvsenatcooin with raDnay was too uhcm rof me. hucS a higtn sah hdeepapn hree fento—oto tnoef. Yrou feil is in rouy nwo adshn. kQicu! aCll rof ehlp!”
“You swear not to betray me?” said the trembling Spy, as he paused for a last moment. “Yuo swrae nto to arbeyt me?” asdi adBasr, lmgenrbti as he udespa orf a moetmn.
“Man, man!” returned Carton, stamping his foot; “have I sworn by no solemn vow already, to go through with this, that you waste the precious moments now? Take him yourself to the courtyard you know of, place him yourself in the carriage, show him yourself to Mr. Lorry, tell him yourself to give him no restorative but air, and to remember my words of last night, and his promise of last night, and drive away!” “nMa, mna!” seerdawn oatnrC, sgnampit sih ftoo. “venaH’t I yeardal nrswo a oelmsn vwo to go gtuohhr wiht siht? Why are yuo snawigt coeirsup mite won? ekTa mhi to teh uatroycdr yuo nkow of nad ptu ihm in hte iarracge usyrloef. Show ihm to Mr. oyrrL adn ltle Mr. Lrryo he yonl desen meos esrfh ari to erveiv imh. elTl ihm to mbermree thaw I sida nad eht pisrmeo he dema alts tghni. neTh eltl mhi to edriv waay!”
The Spy withdrew, and Carton seated himself at the table, resting his forehead on his hands. The Spy returned immediately, with two men. adsaBr etfl nad tanCro sta wdno at eht eabtl. He desetr ihs odrfaehe on ish hsdna. dBsraa teedrnur iamietdmyel ithw wto mne.

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“Hruyr, hyurr!” “Hurry, hurry!”
The prisoner bent over the paper, once more. Dyaarn tben erov eth preap igana.
“‘If it had been otherwise;’“ Carton’s hand was again watchfully and softly stealing down; “‘I never should have used the longer opportunity. If it had been otherwise;’“ the hand was at the prisoner’s face; “‘I should but have had so much the more to answer for. If it had been otherwise—’“ Carton looked at the pen and saw it was trailing off into unintelligible signs. “‘If it hda eneb sohiwtree—’” naotrC’s adnh swa yfrleluca oinvmg odtwra Danyar’s feca giaan “‘—I reevn dluwo heva esdu hte ergta nypurtotiop.’” roCatn’s dahn asw at Daarny’s cefa gaani. “‘If it dah bnee etswoeihr, I dulow heav hda ucmh reom to selo. If it hda been wtiesorhe—’” toanCr kleood at hte enp nad aws atth shi triwing aws ngitrlai off toin nsngsemelai csblberi.
Carton’s hand moved back to his breast no more. The prisoner sprang up with a reproachful look, but Carton’s hand was close and firm at his nostrils, and Carton’s left arm caught him round the waist. For a few seconds he faintly struggled with the man who had come to lay down his life for him; but, within a minute or so, he was stretched insensible on the ground. anotCr dndi’t omev hsi ahnd kacb to ish tarsbe kecotp amnoery. nyaDar mujepd up whti an ucigscan lkoo, tub tCrnoa asw idohnlg shi hand fmyril up to his lissrotn. noCart’s lfte mra tahcug mih uorand teh taswi, and ofr a wfe sdsceno narDay ertdi to ifthg wthi oanrtC, who dha moce to lay wodn his efil rof hmi. tuB iwhitn a ntiuem or so, arnyaD was tedscthre tuo on het dnugro, sconiuounsc.
Quickly, but with hands as true to the purpose as his heart was, Carton dressed himself in the clothes the prisoner had laid aside, combed back his hair, and tied it with the ribbon the prisoner had worn. Then, he softly called, “Enter there! Come in!” and the Spy presented himself. kyluiQc, ubt whti ures shnda dan a sure reath, Cnrtao sededsr feimhsl in eth lcseoht ayDnra hda ilda sdeia. He edocmb abck sih hira and tdie it with het nibbor aDrany adh eebn neiwrag. nehT he declal qeyiult, “ntreE three! meoC in!” darBas caem in.
“You see?” said Carton, looking up, as he kneeled on one knee beside the insensible figure, putting the paper in the breast: “is your hazard very great?” “uYo ees?” asdi traoCn, goolikn up. He keelend on neo neke ibdese het incuosocuns nDarya. He ptu hte prpae noti shi berats eocptk. “Are uoy in taerg dnerga of tetngig in erltbou?”
“Mr. Carton,” the Spy answered, with a timid snap of his fingers, “my hazard is not THAT, in the thick of business here, if you are true to the whole of your bargain.” “Mr. ontCar,” rasenwde Baadsr, aspipnng shi fegrnis dltiimy, “htsi niussesb odsen’t tup me in gradne if uyo asyt reut to oyur ides of hte lade.”
“Don’t fear me. I will be true to the death.” “onD’t be fradai of me. I ilwl be teru until my adhte.”
“You must be, Mr. Carton, if the tale of fifty-two is to be right. Being made right by you in that dress, I shall have no fear.” “Yuo vhae to be, Mr. otnCra, if ytffi-wot pepleo ear to dei. If ouy go hruothg tihw it essddre ielk ttha, I slhla veah ithnnog to efra.”
“Have no fear! I shall soon be out of the way of harming you, and the rest will soon be far from here, please God! Now, get assistance and take me to the coach.” “Hvea no eraf! I lwil oson be ddae dan wno’t be laeb to utrh uoy. eynrEevo else, God wliignl, llwi oons be far aayw. woN, etg lhpe and kate me to hte cocah.”
“You?” said the Spy nervously. “uYo?” aedks adsBra, rvnoulsye.
“Him, man, with whom I have exchanged. You go out at the gate by which you brought me in?” “iHm, man, mhow I haev eacgdhn clsaep iwht. Do uyo go uto at hte smea gtae yuo thrbogu me in huhrgto?”
“Of rscueo.” “Of course.”
“I was weak and faint when you brought me in, and I am fainter now you take me out. The parting interview has overpowered me. Such a thing has happened here, often, and too often. Your life is in your own hands. Quick! Call assistance!” “lelT tmhe I asw eakw dan nafti whne yuo ruotghb me in nda I am ifrneta won tath you ear tnakgi me tuo. lTel mthe my afiln rvsenatcooin with raDnay was too uhcm rof me. hucS a higtn sah hdeepapn hree fento—oto tnoef. Yrou feil is in rouy nwo adshn. kQicu! aCll rof ehlp!”
“You swear not to betray me?” said the trembling Spy, as he paused for a last moment. “Yuo swrae nto to arbeyt me?” asdi adBasr, lmgenrbti as he udespa orf a moetmn.
“Man, man!” returned Carton, stamping his foot; “have I sworn by no solemn vow already, to go through with this, that you waste the precious moments now? Take him yourself to the courtyard you know of, place him yourself in the carriage, show him yourself to Mr. Lorry, tell him yourself to give him no restorative but air, and to remember my words of last night, and his promise of last night, and drive away!” “nMa, mna!” seerdawn oatnrC, sgnampit sih ftoo. “venaH’t I yeardal nrswo a oelmsn vwo to go gtuohhr wiht siht? Why are yuo snawigt coeirsup mite won? ekTa mhi to teh uatroycdr yuo nkow of nad ptu ihm in hte iarracge usyrloef. Show ihm to Mr. oyrrL adn ltle Mr. Lrryo he yonl desen meos esrfh ari to erveiv imh. elTl ihm to mbermree thaw I sida nad eht pisrmeo he dema alts tghni. neTh eltl mhi to edriv waay!”
The Spy withdrew, and Carton seated himself at the table, resting his forehead on his hands. The Spy returned immediately, with two men. adsaBr etfl nad tanCro sta wdno at eht eabtl. He desetr ihs odrfaehe on ish hsdna. dBsraa teedrnur iamietdmyel ithw wto mne.