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‘Where was I? Oh yes. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite
strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. Why? Because she knew him
in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her
vision—Sidney Carton. He had died before they married, and when her brother became a widower she
had come to his assistance and taken over much of the care of his youngest
daughter. He’s out in Phoenix last I heard. ”
She assented gently. At first she thought that the woman was just a
servant. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating
disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him,
to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the
agreement through to her.
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