Disclaimer: I don't own Tale of Two Cities

Sydney hadn't a glass of warm milk to Lucie.

"Drink this," he said softly

She obeyed. He reached out and stroked her cheek with his finger.

"Lucie," he said with the same tone he might have used if he were giving her a word, "Look at me"

She lifted her eyes to him.

"By all that is good in my life I swear this to you," he told her, "I will save him"

"How," Lucie whispered, "You saw the trial. There is no way to change their mind"