It was not due to
shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she
must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. I had already won wars and sailed ships to
distant lands by the time I was thirty. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the
bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. Why? Because she knew him
in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her
vision—Sidney Carton. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and
when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. Some years ago, in 1715, just
before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party,
and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to
escape with my head upon my shoulders. Wait a moment.
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