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Yazar: Charles Dickens

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"There is no time to lose. I am well prepared, but there are
precautions to be taken, that could not be taken until he was
actually summoned before the Tribunal. He has not received the
notice yet, but I know that he will presently be summoned for
to-morrow, and removed to the Conciergerie; I have timely
information. You are not afraid?"
She could scarcely answer, "I trust in you."
"Do so, implicitly. Your suspense is nearly ended, my darling; he
shall be restored to you within a few hours; I have encompassed
him with every protection. I must see Lorry."
He stopped. There was a heavy lumbering of wheels within hearing.
They both knew too well what it meant. One. Two. Three. Three
tumbrils faring away with their dread loads over the hushing
snow.
"I must see Lorry," the Doctor repeated, turning her another way.

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