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I see the blot I threw upon my name faded away, and I know that till they die neither shall be more honored in the soul of the other than I am honored in the souls of both. I SEE THE BLOT I THREW UPON MY NAME FADED AWAY AND I KNOW THAT TILL THEY DIE NEITHER SHALL BE MORE HONORED IN THE SOUL OF THE OTHER THAN I AM HONORED IN THE SOULS OF BOTH
e had always hopelessly loved, and on her husband, whom he had thus saved to her, he went almost gladly. A poor little seamstress rode in the death cart beside him. She was so small and weak that she feared to die, and Carton held her cold hand all the way and comforted her to the end. Cruel women of the people sat about the guillotine knitting and counting with their stitches, as each poor victim died. And when Carton's turn came, thinking he was Darnay, the hated Marquis de St. Evrémonde, they cursed him and laughed. Men said of him about the city that night that it was the peacefullest man's face ever beheld there. If they could have read his thought, if he could have spoken it in words it would have been these: "I see the lives, for which I lay down mine, peaceful and happy in that England I shall see no more. I see Lucie and Darnay with a child that bears my name, and I see that I shall hold a place in their hearts for ever. I see her weeping for me on the anniversary of this day.  HIS THOUGHTS ON LUCIE WHOM HE HAD ALWAYS HOPELESSLY LOVED AND ON HER HUSBAND WHOM HE HAD THUS SAVED TO HER HE WENT ALMOST GLADLY A POOR LITTLE SEAMSTRESS RODE IN THE DEATH CART BESIDE HIM SHE WAS SO SMALL AND WEAK THAT SHE FEARED TO DIE AND CARTON HELD HER COLD HAND ALL THE WAY AND COMFORTED HER TO THE END CRUEL WOMEN OF THE PEOPLE SAT ABOUT THE GUILLOTINE KNITTING AND COUNTING WITH THEIR STITCHES AS EACH POOR VICTIM DIED AND WHEN CARTON'S TURN CAME THINKING HE WAS DARNAY THE HATED MARQUIS DE SAINT EVREMONDE THEY CURSED HIM AND LAUGHED MEN SAID OF HIM ABOUT THE CITY THAT NIGHT THAT IT WAS THE PEACEFULLEST MAN'S FACE EVER BEHELD THERE IF THEY COULD HAVE READ HIS THOUGHT THEY COULD HAVE SPOKEN IT IN WORDS IT WOULD HAVE BEEN THESE I SEE THE LIVES FOR WHICH I LAY DOWN MINE PEACEFUL AND HAPPY IN THAT ENGLAND I SHALL SEE NO MORE I SEE LUCIE AND DARNAY WITH A CHILD THAT BEARS MY NAME AND I SEE THAT I HOLD A PLACE IN THEIR HEARTS FOREVER I SEE HER WEEPING FOR ME ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF THIS DAY
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