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"She might think a thousand things," Carton said, "and any of

them would only add to her trouble. Don't speak of me to her. As

I said to you when I first came, I had better not see her. I can

put my hand out, to do any little helpful work for her that my

hand can find to do, without that. You are going to her, I hope?

She must be very desolate to-night."

"I am going now, directly."

"I am glad of that. She has such a strong attachment to you and

reliance on you. How does she look?"

"Anxious and unhappy, but very beautiful."

"Ah!"