“Holcroft,” he remarked, “in bald language, and with the usual limitations of his clouded intellect, has still given some slight expression to the consternation which I believe I may say is general amongst us. His eyes were set too close together. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. . Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. The confirmed drunkard's mouth at length sets itself peculiarly; it becomes the mark by which thoughtful men know him. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. Let’s go on climbing now.
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