At every vote (the Jurymen voted aloud and individually), the populace set up a shout of applause. All the voices were in the prisoner’s favour, and the President declared him free. |
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Charles is free and he goes to Lucie |
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| Lucie! My own! I am safe. | |
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| O dearest Charles, let me thank God for this on my knees as I have prayed to Him. | |
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hey all reverently bowed their heads and hearts. When she was again in his arms, he said to her |
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| And now speak to your father, dearest. No other man in all this France could have done what he has done for me. | |
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