The Sheep of the prisons turned from him to Sydney Carton, and said, with more decision, "It has come to a point. I go on duty soon, and can't overstay my time. You told me you had a proposal; what is it? Now, it is of no use asking too much of me. Ask me to do anything in my office, putting my head in great extra danger, and I had better trust my life to the chances of a refusal than the chances of consent. In short, I should make that choice.
You talk of desperation. We are all desperate here. Remember! I may denounce you if I think proper, and I can swear my way through stone walls, and so can others. Now, what do you want with me?" ¡¡¡¡"Not very much. You are a turnkey at the Conciergerie?" ¡¡¡¡"I tell you once for all, there is no such thing as an escape possible," said the spy, firmly.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
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