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whosoeverlivethandbelievethinme,shallneverdie!”
Themurmuringofmanyvoices,theupturningofmanyfaces,
thepressingonofmanyfootstepsintheoutskirtsofthecrowd,so
thatitswellsforwardinamass,likeonegreatheaveofwater,all
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flashesaway.Twenty-Three.
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Theysaidofhim,aboutthecitythatnight,thatitwasthe
peacefullestman’sfaceeverbeheldthere.Manyaddedthathe
lookedsublimeandprophetic.
Oneofthemostremarkablesufferersbythesameaxea
womanhadaskedatthefootofthesamescaffold,notlong
before,tobeallowedtowritedownthethoughtsthatwere
inspiringher.Ifhehadgivenanyutterancetohis,andtheywere
prophetic,theywouldhavebeenthese:
“IseeBarsad,andCly,Defarge,TheVengeance,theJurymen,
theJudge,longranksofthenewoppressorswhohaverisenonthe
destructionoftheold,perishingbythisret