was straining off, when Doctor Manette, Lucie Manette, his daughter, Mr. Lorry, the solicitor for the defence, and its c

ntellectual of face and upright of bearing, the shoemaker of the garret in Paris. Yet,

t a reference to his long lingering agony, would always--as on the trial--evoke this condition from the depths of his soul, it was also in its nature to arise of itself, and to draw a gloom over h

o a Present beyond his misery: and the sound of her voice, the light of her face, the touch of her hand, had a strong beneficial influence with him almost

more than thirty, but looking twenty years older than he was, stout, loud, red, bluff, and free from any drawback of delicacy, had a pushing

queezed the innocent Mr. Lorry clean out of the group: `I am glad to have brought you off with honour, Mr.

n to you for life-in two senses,' sa

r. Darnay; and my best is as go

,' Mr. Lorry said it; perhaps not quite disinterestedly, bu

ou have been present all day,, and you oug

t as he had previously shouldered him out of it--`as such I will appeal to Doctor Manette, to break up this con

said Stryver; `I have a night's w

Miss Lucie, and--Miss Lucie, do you not think I may speak for us all?

intent look, deepening into a frown of dislike and distrust, not even unmixed

Lucie, softly layi

the shadow off,

go home, m

breath, he a

d in the passages, the iron gates were being closed with a jar and a rattle, and the dismal place was deserted until to-morrow morning's interest of gallows, pillory, whipping-post, and b

nterchanged a word with any one of them, but who had been leaning against the wall where its shadow was darkest, had silently strolled out

of business may spea

nobody had known of it. He was unrobed, and was none the better for it inr young

d a laconic `Yes,

How does it feel? Is it worth being tried for one's life, t

y answered

sage, when I gave it her. Not that she sho

inder to Darnay that this disagreea