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"Don't fear me. I will be true to the death."

"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."

"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."

"You?" said the Spy nervously.

"Him, man, with whom I have exchanged. You go out at the gate by

which you brought me in?"

"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!"

"You swear not to betray me?" said the trembling Spy, as he

paused for a last moment.