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To this effect, in as few or fewer words, the Public Prosecutor.

The President asked, was the Accused openly denounced or

secretly?

“Openly, President.”

“By whom?”

“Three voices. Ernest Defarge, wine vendor of Saint Antoine.”

“Good.”

“Therese Defarge, his wife.”

“Good.”

“Alexandre Manette, physician.”

A great uproar took place in the court, and in the midst of it,

Doctor Manette was seen, pale and trembling, standing where he

had been seated.

“President, I indignantly protest to you that this is a forgery

and a fraud. You know the accused to be the husband of my

daughter. My daughter, and those dear to her, are far dearer to me

than my life. Who and where is the false conspirator who says that

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I denounce the husband of my child?”

“Citizen Manette, be tranquil. To fail in submission of the

authority of the Tribunal would be to put yourself out of Law. As

to what is dearer to you than life. nothing can be so dear to a good

citizen as the Republic.”

Loud acclamations hailed this rebuke. The President rang his

bell, and with warmth resumed.

“If the Republic should demand of you the sacrifice of your

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