"Get up." "Get up." "Come on." "Get up." "Get up." "Get up there, get up there." "Come on there." "Now push hard." "Get up." "Push hard." "Come on." "Come on, there." "Come on, there." "Blimey." "Hey, Joe, what o'clock is it?" "It must be nearly 11." "Eleven, and we ain't atop of Shooter's Hill yet?" " Push." " Come on, now." "Hey." "Come on." "Aye, Joe." "What do you say it is, Tom?" "Well, I'd say it's a horse coming up at a canter." "Well, I say it's a horse coming up at a gallop." "Gentlemen, in the king's name, on guard, all of you." "Dover mail?" "Are you the Dover mail?" "Never mind what we are." "What are you?" "I'm a messenger from Tellson's Bank." "Stand!" "No nearer." "I wants Mr. Jarvis Lorry." "I've got a message for him from his bank." "Here I am." "Is that Jerry Cruncher?" "Right you are, sir." "Stop!" "Keep where you are." "It's quite all right." "I know him." "Then step over and speak to him if you must, but don't let him come no nearer." "You never know these days." "What is the message, Jerry?" "The message is to wait at the Royal George for mademoiselle." "She'll be at Dover." "Give this reply to the office, Jerry:" ""Recalled to life."" ""Recalled to life."" "Right you are, sir." " Did you hear the message, sir?" " I did." " What did you make of it?" " Nothing at all." "That's a coincidence too." "That's what I made of it myself." "Now then, gentlemen, all together, please." " Hot gravy, sir?" " No, no." "The young lady you were expecting, sir Miss Manette..." " Yes." " She has arrived, sir." " Good." "It's business." "Strictly business." "Of course, sir." "I'm from Tellson's Bank in London, and it is business." "Quite, quite." "I am Mr. Jarvis Lorry Jr." "Of Tellson and Company, bankers." "Your humble servant, miss." "Yes, I..." "I received a letter from the bank, sir informing me that some intelligence, some discovery..." "The word is not material, miss, either one will do." " Are you quite a stranger to me, sir?" " Miss Manette, I am a man of business." "Pay no more attention to me than if I were a machine." " I am not much else." " But I know you." "I'm sure I know you." "Yes." "When you were a little girl I was instrumental in bringing you and your mother over to England." "No romance." "Business, you know." " No room for sentiment in business." " Yes." "That was 17 years ago." "Yes." "I speak, miss, of that time." "Our business today has to do with your father, Dr. Manette." " You knew him before he died?" " Before...?" "Yes." "Yes, he was a client of Tellson and Company's Paris bank." "I am an arm of that bank." "That is how you will regard me." "A mere mechanical arm of Tellson and Company." "Mr. Lorry, what have you come to tell me?" "Now, let us suppose that your father had not died." " Suppose..." " Don't be afraid, child." "Mr. Lorry, please do not keep me in suspense." "What is it?" "If your father had not died." "If he had suddenly and silently disappeared." "If he had an enemy who caused him to be imprisoned..." "I entreat you, sir." "Pray..." "Pray, tell me." "No, no." "Don't kneel, child." "In heaven's name, why should you kneel to me?" "For the truth, oh, dear, good, compassionate, sir." "For the truth." "Mr. Lorry, is my father alive?" "Yes, child." " Where is he?" " You will find him greatly changed." "A wreck it is probable, though we will hope for the best." "My father." "My poor, poor father." "Now you know the best and the worst." "You will see this poor, wronged gentleman then with a fair sea voyage, and a fair land voyage..." "What is the matter?" "Miss Manette, my dear child." "What are you doing to my Ladybird?" "I was just..." "I..." "I..." "I had to tell her some news." "You took a fine manner of doing it." "You in brown, why couldn't you tell her without frightening her to death?" "See what you've done to her." "You call that being a banker?" " I tried to break it as gently as I could." " Gently?" "I'd like to see you break things roughly." "Oh, my pretty." "My sweet." "Pross is with you now." "No one can harm you." "My darling." " I assure you, madam, I had no intention..." " I am not "madam."" "I'm Miss Lucie's companion, and I'm Miss Pross." "But, madam, I assure you that..." " I'm all right." " Of course you're all right." "It was a shock." "The man has no sense blurting out whatever he was blurting out as if he were calling coals." "Please, Miss Pross." "Where is my father?" "He has been imprisoned at the Bastille 18 years." "Eighteen years." "Gracious creator of day." "To be buried alive for 18 years." "But I entreat you, sir, where is he now?" "An old servant of his, De Farge, is taking care of him." " But where?" "Where?" " In his wine shop in Paris." "You must take me to him at once." "Well, why do you stand there like a nincompoop?" "You hear, don't you?" "She wants to be taken to her father." "Isn't it natural she should want to see her father?" "Well, I will, but..." "A toast to the king's health." " There's mud in it." " There's food in it." "Drink, little one." "Never mind the taste." "How can men bear such poverty?" "Bear it?" "Look, they live within the very shadow of the Bastille." "They have to bear it." "Don't do that, Jacques." "Well, there'll be blood flowing in these streets before long, De Farge." "Yes, but keep that thought in your heart, Jacques." "Don't waste it on the walls." "You're right, Jacques." "Jacques, where do you want this wood?" "In the loft?" "Jacques, 116 from Bordeaux." "Welcome, Jacques." "Come inside." "A hundred and sixteen from Bordeaux, my wife." "Well, Jacques, do you see the way the spilt wine is being sucked up?" "Every drop." "Not often those poor beasts know the taste of wine or of anything but black bread and death." "It is so throughout all France." "Has he seen our tenant upstairs?" "Not yet, but I'll show him." "Eighteen years imprisoned in the Bastille." "Wait till you see him." "The sight will burn into the souls of all of the name of Jacques." "Strangers." "The rose." "Madame De Farge?" "Recalled to life." "Yes, yes." "We have some very fine old wine upstairs." "My husband will show you." "Come." "You were too young to remember me." "I was his servant." "Where...?" "Where is he?" "Is he greatly changed?" "Changed, mademoiselle." "Changed." "You lock him in?" "Why?" "He's lived so long that way, that an open door would..." "Is it possible?" "All things are possible in France today just as all things will be possible later." "Don't come in to him yet." "Let us go first." "Still hard at work?" "Yes, I..." "I'm working." "These shoes must be done." "You have a visitor, you see." "A visitor." "Show your work to monsieur." "It is a lady's shoe." "It is a young lady's walking shoe." "It is in the present mode." "I never saw the mode." "I did it from a drawing." "Dr. Manette, do you remember me?" "Come, come, now." "Do you remember an old friend in Tellson's Bank in London?" "No." "No." "Who are you?" "Who are you?" "It is the same but how can it be?" "It is the same but she is dead." "Yes." "My mother is dead, but I am..." "Can't you feel who I am?" "She had laid her head on my shoulder and when I was brought to the North Tower they found hair like this on my sleeve." "How was this?" "Was it you?" "I'm Lucie, her daughter." "Your daughter." "Do you think he's fit to make a journey to England?" "Get him out of France for his sake, and for the sake of the Jacquerie who rescued him." " What is this Jacquerie?" " One day you will know." "All France will know." "You're coming with me, Father." "Wait." "Wait." "Where is the place?" "The brick was here by the bench." "It's gone." " What's he looking for?" " Something he wrote in the Bastille." "And it was left in his cell?" "No, we found it." "A reminder of such horror, it's better he should never see it again." "Father, dear, we shall find it." "You're coming with me now." "Home." "Home." "No one saw a coach leave here, you understand?" "Eighteen years in a cell without a trial because an aristocrat chose to brush the good doctor from his path." "Too bad we don't know which aristo it was." "But I do know." "I have cause to remember." "His outrages against my own family would never let me forget." "Then you have his name on your register?" "He has the place of honor." "The Marquis St. Evremonde." "Killed." "Dead." "The child is dead, Excellency." "It's extraordinary to me that you cannot take care of yourselves and your children." "One or the other of you is forever in the way." "How do you know what injury you might do to my horses?" "Drive on, faster." "Irritating episode." "The marquis drives fast." "We'll drive him fast to his tomb." "My dear nephew, what goes forward here?" "I'm leaving." "I'm going to England." "Really?" "Monsieur Gabelle, when you were my nephew's tutor you shouldn't have encouraged him to be so petulant." "You've made the name Evremonde the most detested in all France." "I can't endure your cruelty." "There is a sickness these days which labels itself humanitarianism." "You have no pity for those who suffer." "Pity, my dear boy, is a diseased variety of sentimentality." "Do you pity the swine whose flesh we eat?" "The peasants are not swine." "That, my dear Charles, is where you and I differ." "I'm very much afraid, that you have taught my nephew to take the new philosophy of equality seriously." "Now, I enjoy Monsieur Voltaire and these other modern philosophers, but I..." "I take them lightly, and merely as an exercise for the mind." "Most of our lands are stolen." "I intend to see them returned to the peasants." "Really?" "Thank your stars that you're related to me, or you might find yourself in the Bastille." "Monseigneur, I pray you overlook the impulsiveness of youth." " I'm not frightened of anything you can do." " Charles, I beg of you." "I'm not at all sure that it wouldn't be the patriotic thing to imprison you, Charles in spite of the pain it would cause me personally." "By the bye, if you should run into any difficulties in England, let me know." "The prisons, even in that utopia, are very uncomfortable, they tell me." "A pleasant journey, Mr. Darnay." "What did he mean by that?" "The steel hand in the velvet glove." " But he's capable of anything." " I'm not troubled, Gabelle." "Charles, let me go with you." "I can't take you now but some day we'll be together." "God bless you, Charles." "On the boat to England, you say, Morveau?" "Do you think it can be done on the boat to England?" "Darnay will be arrested the day he lands." "You are ingenious, Morveau." "I like your plan." " Proceed with it." " Very well, Your Excellency." "The boy is capricious." "He needs correction." "Yes, Your Excellency." "Here we are, Dr. Manette, safe in England and you've borne the voyage like a seasoned traveler." "It's been a pleasant voyage." "Your kindness has done me good, much good." "It's nice to be one's self again." "Believe me, Miss Manette, I'm sorry the voyage is ending." "And I..." "I can't tell you how glad I am your hatbox fell into the water at Calais." "Really, Mr. Darnay." "Oh, I only meant that rescuing it gave me the opportunity to meet you and your father." "And it gave me the opportunity to hear your instructive discourse on George Washington and the rights of man." "Now you're making sport of me." "Oh, no, Mr. Darnay, it was most edifying." "Ahoy, ashore." " All right, hand me my luggage, my bag." " Get back." "Sorry." "There we are." "Hurry up, lad." "Good, that's it." "Bon voyage." "Barsad." "Now to find the carriage, and then for London, eh, doctor?" "I wonder, Miss Manette, if I may presume to call upon you at your home?" "On such short acquaintance?" "Oh, Mr. Darnay." "Certainly a crossing from Calais in this fog cannot be called short acquaintance." "Do let me see you again." "Lucie, dear, ready?" "Yes, Father." "Thank you, Mr. Darnay, for all your kindness." " Goodbye then until Sunday." " Sunday?" "I told Father I was inviting you to sup with us on Sunday at our house in Soho." "Goodbye." "Goodbye, young man, until Sunday." "Which one is Evremonde?" "That's him there." "But he calls himself Darnay, Charles Darnay." "I tell you, the marquis is going to make it well worthwhile for the both of us." "Really, not working yet, Carton?" "This is too much." "You've got to put your mind on this case." "No, not possible." "They've got this Charles Darnay up for treason." "I don't know Charles Darnay." "I hate treason, I hate Frenchmen..." "For that matter, I hate Englishmen." "Yes, but Lorry sent this case on to us with a special request for all my consideration." "It's not my consideration he wants, it's yours." "Why don't you give it to him." "Of course, I count on you for a little help." "You don't need me." "You're the great barrister Stryver." "Stryver of the King's Bench Bar." "Well, if I am, it's due to perseverance." "I had to get into the front rank." "I wasn't born there, was I?" "I use my brains." " You use mine, you mean." " Well, if I do, I pay you for it." "Well, not enough to justify your interfering with my drinking." "But this is a treason case." "It's a matter of life and death." "Well, so is everything else." "What of it?" "Carton, I beg of you, have a look at this brief." "Really, with a man's life in your hands, how can you hesitate?" " I don't hesitate." " But I tell you, Darnay is lost." "We have to find a way to counteract the evidence of these witnesses, Barsad and Cly." "Barsad and Cly." "Cly and Barsad." "Barsad and Cly." "A case like that could be tried on mere sound." "What are you talking about?" "Well, Barsad and Cly or Cly and Barsad by the very sound of their names, by the build of their syllables are manifestly villains." "Just as the other fellow..." "The..." "The defendant, what was his name?" "Darnay." "Charles Darnay." "Equally, manifestly a gentleman." "But you can't convict a man on syllables, on the sound of his name." "Barsad." "Barsad." "I seem to know that name." "Wasn't he involved in a treason case once before?" "Barsad." "Yes, he was." "I believe we've uncovered something here, Carton." "Well, Mr. Darnay, fate and Mr. Barsad have it that I should handle your case." "Your life is in my hands." "I may lead you to fortune or the grave." "Who knows, and who cares?" "I wish you'd stop drinking, or I wouldn't give much for Mr. Darnay's fortune." "You know, I shouldn't wonder but that Cruncher Jerry Cruncher, knows this fellow Barsad." "I think I'll call on Jerry." "I can't have you hobnobbing with a fellow like him." "Why, he's a grave robber." "Now, a man who employs me shouldn't be a snob." "But he's a grave robber." "You don't discern the facts." "The very pith and marrow escape you." "Do you know the most interesting thing to me?" "Saving an innocent man from a horrible death." "No." "It's that Cruncher probably knows the tavern that Barsad drinks at." "That means I can pursue this case in a congenial atmosphere." "You're in luck, Stryver." "I'll lay you a wager." "I'll drink you a victory." "Oh, dear Lord, don't let him be a grave robber." "Have mercy on us." "Don't let him be a grave robber." "Oh, dear God..." "Bust me if she ain't at it again." "Flopping yourself down and praying against my prosperity." "Oh, Jerry, how can I keep from praying now that I know what your real business is?" "Listen, Aggerawayter, I won't have me wittles blessed off me table by your praying." "A grave robber." "Don't say that word." "I'm a resurrectionist, that's what I am." "Doing a service for the medical profession, besides making a bit of money for myself." "So that's why your fingers is always rusty, Father." "Quiet, you." "You're an unnatural wife and an unnatural mother, praying against me." "I wasn't praying against you, I was praying for you." "And I tell you I won't be took the liberty with." "You've got a fine mother, you have praying that the bread and butter be snatched out of the mouth of her child." "Father, I think she's flopping again." " What, more flopping?" " No, no, no." "I was meditating." "And I won't have you meditating neither." "Prayed against and meditated against in me own home." "Jerry." " How are you, Mr. Carton?" " Not rusty, huh?" " Oh, no, sir." " Good." " You'll never see them rusty again." " Jerry, do you know a man called Cly?" "Cly?" "No, I don't believes I do, sir." "Know anybody called Barsad?" "Oh, Barsad." "I knows him, sir." " A great fellow for bowling." " Where do I find him?" "You might find him bowling down at Puffey's." "Good." "But if you're going to meet him you won't be keeping very good company." "Neither will Mr. Barsad." " Hey, whose idea was it?" " Mine." "I did all the brainwork." "Oh, I see." "Told them where to hold up the coach and when to shoot the coachman." "And after doing all that for them, what do you think they did, Barsad?" "Run away with the swag?" "Oh, oh, Barsad, where did you learn so much of human nature?" "In a really hard school of experience." "I don't believe in nobody, and I don't trust nobody." "That's right." "Made up my mind, same thing." "Nobody." "Never trust nobody." "But them swine, did you get back at them?" "Did I get ba...?" "Did I fix something up on them." " Did you plant something on them?" " Plant..." "Oh, you got a brain, Barsad." " You got a brain." " What did you plant on them?" "If I tell you where I last saw them maybe you'll guess what I planted on them." "Where did you see them?" "Outside Newgate Prison." "Newgate?" "With my own eyes." "First hung up and then quartered." "Drawn and quartered?" "Like animals, drawn and quartered." "You guessed it, Barsad." "Now..." "Now, let that brain of yours work out what I planted on them." "Treason." "You got them for treason." "You're a great man, Barsad." "You guessed it." " Treason, eh?" " Now, Barsad, match that if you can!" "Right." "I will match it." "If you'll take the trouble to go to the Old Bailey tomorrow you'll have the pleasure of seeing a Frenchman by the name of Darnay, up for treason." "Put there by no other than your humble servant." "No." "Oh, if that's true, I take my hat off to you, Barsad." "Then doff it right now." " Wait till I tell you how I did it." " No, another drink first." " There's plenty of time." " No, no." "Now, let me tell you." "Now, Mr. Barsad, will you please tell us, in your own way just what happened on the boat, just how your attention was attracted to the prisoner." "Well, sir, I was strolling about having a bit of exercise when I passed a cabin door which happened to be open." "I looked down, and I noticed some papers on the floor." "I thought they might be valuable." "So, thinks I to myself:" ""Here's my opportunity to do a good turn for some poor chap."" "You know, I..." "I likes doing that sort of thing." "Do not delay, my good man." "Just get to the incriminating facts." "Yes, milord." "I picked up the papers, and imagine my astonishment when I discovered that they were lists of His Majesty's forces, God bless him." "And what was your motive in turning these papers over to the police?" " My duty, sir." " Your duty to your country?" " Yes, sir." " Your duty as a patriotic Englishman." "Your duty as a shining citizen." "I say, milord, that were statues decreed in Britain as they were in ancient Greece and Rome to public benefactors this noble citizen would most assuredly have one." "Your Honor, I protest." "Must we have a statue or would you be satisfied with just a bust?" "Silence in court." "No levity, gentlemen." "That's all, Mr. Barsad." "Your witness." ""No questions now." "Later on, if you're not too silly, we'll..."" "No questions now." "Beg pardon, milord." "Here are the lists, if you care to examine them." "Have these been in the prisoner's possession?" " Yes, milord." " Oh, dear." "Can't be too careful, you know." "Jail fever." "Very prevalent." "I now call Miss Lucie Manette." "Miss Manette, have you seen the prisoner before?" "Oh, most unhappily, yes." "Answer the questions put to you." "Make no remark upon them." "Where did you first meet him?" " When the gentleman came onboard, I..." " lf you mean the prisoner, say the prisoner." "The prisoner noticed that my father was in a very weak state of health." "He was very kind and good to my father." "To us both." "I hope I won't repay him by doing him harm today." "It's your duty to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but." "The prisoner understands that, or should." "The prisoner was overheard to make some remark about America." "What was it?" "Be particular." "He tried to explain to me the quarrel between England and America and said that it might have been avoided had England been more understanding." " Oh, he made treasonable remarks like that?" " There was no harm in the way he said this." " It was said only to beguile the time." " We'll leave that for the jury to decide." "That will be all, Miss Manette." "Your witness." "No questions, milord." "With your permission, milord, I'd like to call the witness, Barsad, again." "Mr. Barsad, did you discuss this case with Mr. Cly last night?" "Last night?" "Why, sir, I..." "I haven't seen Mr. Cly since last Sunday's services." "Services." "My guess is he stole the collection box." "Where were you last night?" "At home." "Working." "Working, Mr. Barsad?" "Just what is your profession?" " Gentleman." " Retired, of course." "And on what do you live?" "On my property." "Where is it?" "Well, I..." "I haven't any just now." "Oh, then at present you're not living." "Silence in court." "Really, Mr. Stryver, I don't see that these questions are at all relevant." " Mr. Barsad, have you ever been kicked?" " Certainly not." "Come, come, Mr. Barsad." "Weren't you one time kicked down stairs?" "Well, once I was kicked at the top of the stairs but I fell down the stairs of my own will and volition." "Wasn't that kick the result of your stealing a silver teapot?" "I was maligned about a mustard pot, but it turned out to be only plated." "Oh, I see." "You were maligned." "Do you know a French marquis?" " No, sir." " No?" "A relative of the prisoner's?" " No, sir." " No?" "And now, Mr. Barsad, I want to ask you the vital question." "The attorney general has told us that his whole case rests upon the identification of a certain man whom you say is the prisoner." "A man whom you saw enter the cabin on the Dover boat." "Now, I want you to be very, very careful." "After all, all we want is the truth." "Now, are you quite certain that the man you saw was the prisoner?" " Yes, sir." " Couldn't have made a mistake?" "No, sir." "Couldn't have mistaken him for me, for instance?" " Oh, no, sir." " Or his lordship, perhaps?" "Piffle." "No, sir." "Well then, could you have mistaken him for my learned friend here?" "Why..." "Now you seem to think otherwise." "Will milord bid my learned friend lay aside his wig for a minute?" "I don't think it's necessary, but if he doesn't mind and won't catch cold in his head." "Now, Mr. Barsad couldn't you have mistaken the prisoner for Mr. Carton there?" "No, I..." "Well, sir, come to think of it, as a matter of fact it was not the prisoner at all, sir." "That's all, milord." "As far as I'm concerned, it's quite sufficient." "Gentlemen... the jury will retire and consider their verdict." "I'll never understand how you got him to change his evidence." "I just have a way of getting at the essence of the facts." " The pith and marrow, as it were." " Oh, really?" "Oh, yes, quite so, quite so." "Oh, Mr. Carton, if you'll excuse me." "Charles..." "Mr. Darnay will be acquitted, won't he?" "If the jury understands evidence, Charles..." "Mr. Darnay will be acquitted." "Mr. Stryver's defense was brilliant." "Wonderful." "If he does get off it'll be entirely due to Mr. Stryver, won't it?" "Nothing to it." "Mere professional claptrap." "Young sir, give credit where credit is due." "Mr. Lorry, I would like Charles to know we wish him well." " Would you tell him for me?" " No, I better." "It wouldn't do for respectable businessmen, especially bankers to be seen talking to the prisoner." " Might tell against the prisoner." " Yes." "Upstart." "Silence in court." "Gentlemen of the jury, have you agreed upon your verdict?" " We have." " What is your verdict?" "Not guilty." "The prisoner at the bar, the jury has found you not guilty." "Prisoner dismissed." "I'm so glad." "So very glad." "Charles." "Charles, my boy." " Glad to have got you off with honor." " You saved my life." "Never any other outcome possible." "Barsad and Cly." "Cly and Barsad." "I could have told from the sound of their names from the very run of the syllables, that they were..." "Well, anyway, it was all very simple, really." "Well, Mr. Stryver, shows you can't tell brains by appearance." "Barsad." "As between fellow artists, why not try another country?" "Yes, sir." "Yes, Mr. Carton, I think I should love to travel." "Perhaps France." "Or you might like to go even further, say, China." "Never trust nobody." " Goodbye." " Goodbye, Miss Manette." "My boy, never for a moment did I doubt your innocence." "So, Mr. Lorry, respectable men of business may speak to Mr. Darnay in public now he's acquitted." " You mentioned that before." "We men of business must think of the house we serve more than ourselves." "Yes, yes." "Banking, of course, imposes its own restrictions and silences." "And indeed, sir, I don't know that it is any of your business." " I have no business." " And if you had, sir perhaps you would attend to it." " Lord, love you, no, I wouldn't." "Mr. Darnay, you're a very fortunate young man." "I beg your pardon, sir." "Well, it's not long since you were well advanced on your way to another world." "I'm..." "I'm very grateful to Mr. Stryver and to you." "Would you...?" "Would you care to dine with me?" "No, I don't dine, but I'll wine with you." "Well, Mr. Darnay how does it feel to belong to this terrestrial scheme again to taste, to feel, to be alive?" "It's very agreeable." " I'm glad you find it so." " Why, don't you?" "I?" "Matter of fact, Mr. Darnay, I care for no man and no man cares for me." "You seem to be rather bitter today." "I suppose you were up all night." " All night." " No sleep, I'll wager." " Not a wink." " Just drinking." "Very sad." "Just drinking." "For no reason?" "For no reason." "Well, pardon me, but..." "But why do it?" "You are smug, Mr. Darnay, when you ask why people drink but I'll tell you." "So that they can stand their fellow men better." "After a few bottles I might even like you." "You've been kind to me, and I'll not reward you by taking offense." "There's a good fellow." "A toast then." "Let's drink a toast." "Drink to the person that's nearest your heart." " To the person...?" " The one you're thinking of." " But I don't know..." " Come now, man it's on the tip of your tongue." "Very well." "To Miss Manette." "Miss Manette." "There's a fair young lady to hand to a coach in the dark." "There's a fair young lady to be pitied by and wept for by." "Must be worth being tried for one's life to be the object of such sympathy and compassion." "Well, Miss Manette." "Oh, waiter, glass." "Tell me, Mr. Darnay, do you think I particularly like you?" " I've not asked myself that question." " Well, ask it now." "I thought you did, but you're acting now as if you don't." "I begin to have a better opinion of your understanding." "Waiter." "There is nothing to prevent my settling for the dinner." " Oh, nothing in the world." " Let me have the record." " You call the...?" "The whole dinner?" " I do." "In that case, waiter, another bottle." " Thank you." " Good night, sir." "Good night." "And don't let your sober face elate you." "You never know what it may come to." "Why treat the fellow like that?" "Is it because he shows you what you have fallen away from what you might have been?" "Change places with him." "Would you have been looked at by those blue eyes as he was?" "Come on, Carton, you're jealous." "Have it out in plain words." "You hate the fellow." "I've got to be getting home." "Christmas, you know." "Home?" "Where can you better find the spirit of Christmas than a good old English tavern?" "But a tavern ain't a home." "No, at home you bicker and quarrel." "And here, it's all peace on Earth, good will to men." "Drink up, gentlemen." "Good will to men." "Merry Christmas!" "Really, what can be keeping Mr. Darnay?" "A man who would be late for Christmas services would be late for his own wedding." "Charles told me he had to see Mr. Lorry about something." "Important indeed." "Anything can be more important to a young man than going to church." "For myself, I'm very sorry to see Mr. Darnay go into Mr. Lorry's bank." "You all think it was a great kindness on Mr. Lorry's part, but I don't because I think Mr. Lorry is an atheist." "All bankers are atheists." " Good evening, Mr. Darnay." " Good evening." " Merry Christmas, Charles." " Merry Christmas, Lucie." "Merry Christmas, Miss Pross, Dr. Manette." "Merry Christmas." "We've been waiting for you." "Will you forgive me if I don't go to church?" "I must speak to your father about..." " About something that has arisen." " You're worried." "Oh, it's nothing serious, Lucie." " Lf only I could speak to Dr. Manette." " Certainly." "Mr. Lorry has sent Jerry Cruncher to light you to the church." "We'll come back directly after the service." "You'll wait for us?" " Yes, I..." " Well, come along, Lucie." "Not going to church, indeed." "Atheist." "Bankers and Frenchmen, all atheists." "May I remind you that the port on the sideboard is for the party after services and not for haphazard consumption." "Oh, Pross, do come along." "Won't you sit down, Charles." "I will not delay disclosing to you what I have to say, Dr. Manette." "I have just learned from Mr. Lorry something that distresses me deeply." "It is a bitter irony, sir that this man, who did you such a dreadful injustice should be my blood relation." "I'm very sorry." "Can you understand that I...?" "That I had to tell you?" "Yes, I understand you had to tell me." "I am an Evremonde, but I love you and yours." "For you and Lucie I would give up my life, if necessary." "Dr. Manette, can you find it in your heart to forgive me?" "You showed character, Charles, in coming to me." "And I have no blame for you." "In suffering, one learns many things." "Among them, not to punish the innocent." "I shall never forget your kindness." " But you must promise me one thing." " Anything." " You must not tell Lucie." " But I must." "That would be..." "You must let me tell her in my own way, in my own time or you may spoil not only your own happiness, but hers." "Trust me, Charles." "It shall be as you wish, of course" "I don't like Mr. Lorry sending dozens of people to look after us we don't want." "If he's so anxious about us, why didn't he come himself?" "Oh, no, not himself, the old atheist." "Now, you know perfectly well Mr. Lorry is the soul of kindness." " Mr. Cruncher is his odd-job man." " Odd-job man, indeed." "From what I can gather, he's the oddest of odd-job men." "Wait." "Good evening, Mr. Carton." " Merry Christmas." " Thank you, Miss Manette." "Miss Pross, merry Christmas." "I'd say merry Christmas to you, Mr. Carton if it weren't plain to see that you'd already had it." "Were you going to midnight service?" "We're going." "Do come with us." "Why not?" "Thank you, Miss Manette." "It's dangerous taking him to church, Miss Pross." "He'll forget where he is and call for a round of drinks." "Hold your tongue and hold that lantern higher, or I'll bash you with this umbrella." "I'll light a candle for you." "Go along, my man." "And I hope you mend your ways in the future." "Lucie, my pet, your father's waiting for you." "And as you know, he doesn't like crowds of people about especially on Christmas Eve." "Please tell him I'll come in in just a moment." "Won't you come in too?" " We're having a little Christmas celebration." " Oh, I'm afraid not." " Thank you, Miss Manette." " You'll be very welcome." "I must tell you, Miss Manette, that when you met me, I wasn't on my way to church." "I know." "My usual Christmas Eve, going from tavern to tavern." "Well, I know, but..." "Well, we..." "We can't always be at our best." "Won't you please come in?" "Not like this." "If I may come some other time." "Please do." "I'd love to have you for a friend." "So..." "So would Father." "Merry Christmas." "You're making quite a tea drinker out of me, Prossie." "Aren't you ashamed?" "I am Miss Pross." "And as for being ashamed, why should I be ashamed?" "For giving you a decent home to come to, I suppose." "For saving you from the gallows, practically." " Ashamed... indeed." " Oh, Miss Pross don't you think, at times, you're inclined to exaggerate just a trifle?" "One of Prossie's most endearing gifts." "That's why I love you." "I'll have you know, I'm not one of those flibbertigibbeties you can take liberties with." "No more liberties, Prossie." "And I'll thank you to call me Miss Pross or not address me at all." "You know, I believe you've completely captivated Pross." "She's part of the flavor of this house to me." "I couldn't imagine it without her, no more than without these paintings of yours." " It's beautiful." " Please don't look at it." "I know it's dreadful, but I do it." "That's like my drinking." "I know it's dreadful, but I do it." "There hasn't been quite so much of that lately, has there?" "With your influence..." "Your visits here have meant so much to us, to Father and me." "What do you think it's meant to me, being able to come here and see you?" " Oh, if we've helped you, I'm glad." " It's you." "It's you who have done it." "I've always felt in you such hidden possibilities." " It seems such a pity to..." " To waste them?" "Don't be afraid to say it." "I have wasted them and myself." "It's only now, after knowing you that I've told myself that perhaps it's not too late." "I'm sure it's not." "After all, you're young." "Your whole life's before you." " Anything you want to accomplish..." " Do you believe that?" "Oh, I do." " It makes it worth the trying." " Thank you, Sydney." "That completes my happiness." "I wonder if you know how much your happiness means to me." "Oh, of course I do." "You're my very dearest friend." "I must tell you." "What?" " Can't you guess?" " Guess?" "I'm going to be married." "Charles Darnay." "Yes." "Aren't you going to wish me happiness?" "Happiness, yes." "Yes, of course." "All that you deserve." "Amen." "I join you together in marriage in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, amen." "And now, for the first time, Mrs. Darnay." "All my congratulations, Dr. Manette." "Dear, dear." "This is an occasion that makes me speculate on all I may have lost." "To think there might have been a Mrs. Lorry any time these 50 years." "You were a bachelor in your cradle." "You were cut out for a bachelor before you were put in your cradle." "I may have been so in my cradle, but since then, let me tell you there have been occasions..." " Mr. Lorry." "This is not the time or place for such confidences." "But..." " Charles, have you seen Sydney?" " Why, no." "Well, I wonder why he didn't come to my wedding." "Why, Sydney, why didn't you come to the wedding?" "Pleasant ceremonies, weddings." "You know, Sydney, come to think of it, you ought to get married." "Find yourself someone to take care of you some respectable woman with a little property." "Landlady, lodging-house keeper." "Marry her against a rainy day." "Oh, must I spend my life listening to that eternal blithering, pompous voice of yours?" "Drives me mad." "You certainly are a funny fellow." "Never know how to take you." "Suggest marriage to you, and you fly up." "If you'd only seen the joy in Lucie's eyes..." "Why should that surprise me?" "Why shouldn't she be happy?" "Why shouldn't she be?" "You are destined for more, Gaspard, than revenge for the murder of your child." "You may light a spark that will kindle all France." "I go." "He goes." " "Henri Dupont, 42 francs, quit rental."" " Not enough, Gabelle." "With what I get from these peasants, I can hardly afford to pay my perfume bills." " What about Roulet?" "Has he paid his rent?" " No, Your Excellency, nor will he." "Roulet died last week." "Now, that was impertinent of him." "He died with his rent unpaid." " Oh, what did he die of?" " Hunger." "Hunger is an indulgence with these peasants as gout is with us." "It is an indulgence they would gladly dispense with, Monseigneur." "Oh, I keep forgetting, Gabelle." "You're a..." "You're a humanitarian, aren't you?" "You think that one person is as good as another." "A naive notion, so contradicted by the facts." "But speaking of..." "Speaking of humanitarians what has become of your disciple, my nephew in the year since he left my tyrannical roof?" " Do you hear from him, Gabelle?" " Oh, yes." "He is very happy." "He has taken a post at Tellson's Bank." "Frightfully bourgeois." "If it weren't that my sister, Charles' mother, were quite beyond reproach I should suspect that Charles had tainted blood somewhere." "His conduct is so strange." "It's quite mystifying." "What was that, Gabelle?" "What, Your Excellency?" "I thought I saw somebody at the window." "Go and see." "Certainly." "There was nothing, Monseigneur." "Good night." "Gentlemen." "Monsieur Gabelle." "Your forgiveness, gentlemen." "I'm certain you wouldn't have me put promptness before gallantry." "It's of no consequence." "Believe me, no consequence." "Monsieur Gabelle here has been trying to frighten us with hobgoblins, werewolves and mythical revolutionists." "Proceed, Monsieur Gabelle." "You may laugh, gentlemen, but revolution is in the air." "Yet there is still time to remove the cause of this unrest." "All the people ask is justice." "Only the Jacquerie, the extremists are spreading the doctrine of violence and bloodshed." "And what do you suggest, Gabelle?" "That we double the police force?" "Double the police?" "No." "Give the people bread." "Reduce their taxes." "Oh, I..." "I beseech you, gentlemen, correct your errors or the flood will come a flood that may sweep us all away forever." "His terror is genuine, gentlemen, even if his philosophy is not." "Remember your own terror five years ago when my master met his death?" "And remember also, gentlemen, that the Jacques who killed him is still at liberty." "Enough of this, Gabelle." "I have a new agent in Paris a smart Englishman, who will ferret out this murderer." "Our gracious king also has seen the necessity for stronger measures." "He has brought German hussars and Swiss infantry into Paris to give your Jacques' a good drubbing, Monsieur Gabelle." "Mercenaries to fight Frenchmen?" "More delicate than to slaughter them ourselves, don't you think?" "Shall we rejoin the ladies, gentlemen?" "How I loathe intellectuals like this fellow, peasants who read." "I think he's right about the peasants." "How many thousands of these foreign soldiers are they bringing in?" "It doesn't matter how many." "It will do them no good." "It'll do them no good." "The starving people of Paris might wait a long time before rising up to fight French soldiers." "But against hired foreign troops any day, any hour." " Any minute." "Want this wood in the loft?" "Aristo spy." "Used to be with Evremonde." "Name is Barsad." "Good day." "Cognac, the very best." "Never mind the cost." "These foreign soldiers are gonna fi..." "They march well, don't they?" "Very well." "You knit with great skill, madam." "What sort of things do you make?" "Everything, mostly shrouds." "Shrouds?" " Business seems bad." " Business is very bad." "People are so poor." "The unfortunate, miserable people." "And so oppressed too, as you say." "As you say." "Pardon me." "Certainly it was I who said so but of course, naturally you think so." " I think?" "All we think here is how to live." "Good health, Jacques." "My name is Ernest De Farge." "De Farge?" "Didn't you used to work for Dr. Manette?" " Yes." " You know, I met him in England." "He has a charming daughter." "Little grandchild now too." " Grandchild?" " Oh, yes." "His daughter married Charles Darnay." "You must remember him." "He's the nephew of the Marquis St. Evremonde." "You must have known the marquis." "No." "Why should I?" "Well, when the marquis was killed some years ago his death was applauded in this neighborhood." "You remember that, Jacques?" "You make a mistake when you call my husband Jacques." "His name is Ernest." "I don't want to make a mistake in your name." "Are there two Ds in Barsad?" "I don't believe it." "It can't be true what he said of Mademoiselle Manette." " No." "If he has said it, it's probably false but it may be true." " No, no, it's not true." "If it is, I hope for her sake that destiny will keep her husband out of France." "Her husband's destiny will lead him to the end that is to end him." " That is to end him." " I can't understand the doctor permitting such a marriage." " Or forgetting what the Evremondes did." "The doctor may forget, and the doctor may forgive, but I don't." "We don't." "I don't believe there will be a terror in France." "I count on the people's sanity and good temper." "Well, the trouble is, the aristocrats weren't firm enough." "They should hang hoodlums and that's all the revolution there will be." "That's the kind of talk that cost us the American colonies." "No comparison at all that I can see." "None." "We lost the colonies because they fell under the spell of that upstart Washington." "Well, the time may come when the upstart Washington will be a better remembered Englishman than George III." "Oh, stuff and nonsense." "You businessmen never read anything but your ledgers." "You're badly informed." " Oh, bless my soul." " And as for the French aristocrats they're so blind they can't see the lightning in front of their eyes." "You mustn't make the mistake of thinking that all aristocrats are alike." " They differ as other classes do." " I agree."