A Tale of Two Cities Page #11

Therese.

Therese De Farge, where is she?

She's not here.

- And they're up to 17.

- And Evremonde will be up soon too.

- His number's 23.

- Yeah.

- She never missed before.

- She'll not miss it. This is her day.

Therese.

I dropped a stitch.

Cursed aristocrats.

Keep your eyes on me.

Mind nothing else.

I can bear it, so long as I am near you.

But when I go, will they be quick?

They will be.

You're not afraid.

The others are only pretending,

but you...

It's almost as if you welcomed it.

Perhaps I do.

Perhaps in death

I receive something I never had in life.

I hold a sanctuary

in the hearts of those I care for.

Twenty-two.

Goodbye.

God bless you.

Twenty-three.

It's a far, far better thing I do

than I have ever done.

It's a far, far better rest I go to...

...than I have ever known.

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