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Elizabeth Thank you

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for coming here

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tonight This evening we

1:50

are returning to a tale of

1:52

two cities But

1:55

first Lie

1:57

down comfortably, letting

2:00

your body feel fully

2:02

supported. Close

2:04

your eyes and take

2:06

a deep breath in,

2:10

filling your lungs. Then

2:13

slowly release the

2:15

breath, letting go

2:17

of any stress. Feel

2:21

your feet relax. sinking

2:24

deeper into the surface

2:26

beneath you. Let

2:30

this relaxation rise through

2:32

your legs and hips,

2:34

allowing your

2:36

body to soften.

2:41

Let your belly, chest

2:43

and shoulders become

2:46

calm, letting

2:48

go of any tension. And

2:51

as you breathe, Feel

2:54

the warmth of peace

2:56

spreading through your arms

2:59

and hands. Now

3:03

gently relax your face, your

3:06

eyes, your

3:09

jaw, your

3:12

brows, and

3:14

feel safe

3:16

and grounded

3:19

and peaceful.

3:24

Mr. Stryver had decided

3:27

to propose to Miss

3:29

Manette and dropped in on

3:31

Mr. Laurie at Towson's bank

3:33

along the way to declare

3:35

the good news. Mr.

3:39

Laurie did not respond as

3:41

Mr. Stryver expected and urged the

3:43

man to wait. He

3:46

said that he would speak to

3:48

Miss Manette himself to gauge her

3:50

interest. and save everyone

3:52

the humiliation of a

3:54

potential rejection. Stryver

3:58

was taken aback. He

4:00

considered himself a great match for

4:02

a woman like Miss Manette. But

4:05

nevertheless, allowed Mr.

4:07

Laurie to make the initial

4:09

inquiries. Later

4:13

that evening, as promised, Mr.

4:16

Laurie returned to Mr. Stryver's

4:18

chambers In

4:20

order to save face, Stryver

4:22

told Laurie that the idea

4:24

had been a great mistake and

4:26

thanked him very much for

4:29

talking him out of a marriage

4:31

that certainly would have ended

4:33

terribly for him. Mr.

4:37

Laurie understood the man's position and

4:39

did not embarrass him any

4:41

further. Not

4:44

yet knowing that Stryver's plan

4:46

had been aborted, Mr.

4:48

Carton had been worrying over

4:50

his own future. He

4:53

too had fallen desperately in love

4:55

with Miss Manette and went

4:58

to Soho in the hopes that

5:00

he could declare himself before

5:02

his colleague. He

5:04

asked nothing of her, but

5:07

simply told her how miserable

5:09

he was in his life

5:11

and how much light she

5:13

brought to him before leaving

5:15

her. desperately saddened by his

5:18

despair. Tonight

5:21

we pick back up with

5:23

Mr. Cruncher, the horse

5:25

messenger from Telsons. So

5:28

just lie back and

5:30

relax, as I turn

5:32

to the next pages of

5:34

A Tale of Two Cities. Chapter

5:56

14 The

5:58

Honest Tradesman To

6:05

the eyes of Mr. Jeremiah

6:07

Cruncher, sitting on his

6:09

stool in Fleet Street, with

6:12

his grisly urchin beside

6:14

him, a vast

6:16

number and variety of

6:18

objects in movement

6:21

were every day presented.

6:25

Who could sit upon

6:27

anything in Fleet Street during

6:29

the busy hours of the

6:31

day, and not

6:34

be dazed and deafened

6:36

by two immense

6:38

processions? One

6:40

ever tending westward with

6:43

the sun. The

6:45

other ever tending

6:47

eastward from the sun.

6:51

Both. ever tending

6:53

to the plains beyond the

6:55

range of red and

6:57

purple where the sun

6:59

goes down. With

7:04

his straw in his mouth, Mr.

7:07

Cruncher sat, watching

7:10

the two streams, like

7:12

the heathen rustic who has

7:15

for several centuries been

7:17

on duty, watching

7:19

one stream. saving

7:21

that Jerry, who

7:24

had no expectation of their

7:26

ever running dry. Nor

7:30

would it have been an expectation

7:32

of a hopeful kind, since

7:35

a small part of his

7:37

income was derived from the

7:39

pilotage of timid women, mostly

7:43

of a full habit and

7:45

past the middle term of

7:47

life. from Telsen's side

7:49

of the tides to

7:51

the opposite shore. Bree,

7:55

as such companionship

7:57

was in every

7:59

separate instance, Mr.

8:02

Cruncher never failed to become

8:04

so interested in the lady

8:06

as to express a strong

8:08

desire to have the honour

8:10

of drinking her very good

8:12

health. And

8:14

it was from the gifts bestowed

8:17

upon him towards the

8:19

execution of this benevolent

8:21

purpose, that he recruited

8:24

his finances as just

8:26

now observed. Time

8:31

was when a poet

8:33

sat upon a stool in

8:35

a public place and

8:38

mused in the sight of men. Mr.

8:42

Cruncher sitting on a

8:44

stool in a public place,

8:47

but not being a poet, mused

8:50

as little as possible, and

8:53

looked about him. It

8:58

fell out that he was thus

9:00

engaged in his season when

9:02

crowds were few and belated

9:04

women few, and

9:07

when his affairs in general

9:09

were so unprosperous, as

9:11

to awaken a strong suspicion

9:13

in his breast that

9:15

Mr. Cruncher must have been

9:17

flopping in some

9:19

pointed manner, when

9:22

an unusual concourse

9:24

pouring down Fleet

9:26

Street westward attracted

9:28

his attention. Looking

9:32

that way, Mr.

9:34

Cruncher made out that some

9:36

kind of funeral was coming

9:38

along. and that there

9:40

was popular objection to this

9:42

funeral, which engendered

9:44

uproar. Young Jerry,

9:47

said Mr. Cruncher, turning

9:50

to his offspring. It's

9:52

a burying. Royal

9:54

Father cried young

9:56

Jerry. The

9:59

young gentleman uttered this

10:01

exultant sound with

10:03

mysterious significance. The

10:07

elder gentleman took the cry

10:09

so ill that he watched

10:11

his opportunity and smote the

10:13

young gentleman on the ear. or

10:18

you were all in it, would you want to

10:20

come wait your own father, you young rip? Don't

10:32

let me hear no more of you, you

10:34

shall feel some more of me dear. I

10:36

want doing no arm."

10:38

Young Jerry protested, rubbing his

10:41

cheek. Drop it then,

10:43

said Mr. Cruncher. I

10:46

won't have none of your no arms. Get

10:49

top of that there suit and look at their crowd. His

10:54

son obeyed and the crowd

10:56

approached. They

10:58

were bawling and hissing

11:00

around a dingy hearse

11:02

and a dingy morning

11:04

coach. In which

11:07

morning coach, there was

11:09

only one mourner, dressed

11:11

in the dingy trappings

11:13

that were considered essential to

11:15

the dignity of the position. The

11:20

position appeared by no means

11:22

to please him, however, with

11:24

an increasing gravel surrounding

11:26

the coach, deriding

11:28

him, making grimaces

11:31

at him, and incessantly

11:33

groaning and calling

11:35

out, Yah! Spies!

11:39

Tss! Yah! Spies!

11:42

With many compliments, too numerous

11:44

and forcible to repeat. Funerals

11:50

had at all times

11:52

a remarkable attraction for

11:54

Mr. Cruncher. He

11:56

always pricked up his

11:58

senses and became excited when

12:01

a funeral passed

12:03

Telsons. Naturally,

12:06

therefore, a funeral

12:08

with this uncommon attendance

12:10

excited him greatly, and

12:13

he asked of the first man

12:15

who ran against him. What

12:17

is it, brother? What is

12:19

this about? I don't

12:21

know, said the man. Spies!

12:25

Spies! He

12:29

asked another man. Who

12:31

is it? I don't know. said

12:34

the man, clapping his hands

12:36

to his mouth nevertheless, and

12:39

vociferating in a surprising

12:41

heat and with the greatest

12:43

ardour. Spies!

12:49

Spies! At

12:53

length, a person better

12:55

informed on the merits of

12:57

the case tumbled against him, and

13:00

from this person he learned that

13:02

the funeral was the funeral

13:05

of one Roger Cly. Was

13:09

he a spy? asked

13:11

Mr. Cruncher. O'

13:14

Bailey spy, returned his

13:16

informant. Yeah, yes,

13:19

O' Bailey spies.

13:22

Why? To be

13:24

sure, exclaimed Jerry,

13:27

recalling the trial at which

13:29

he had assisted. I've

13:31

seen him. Dead, is he?

13:34

Dead is mutton, returned

13:36

the other. And can't be too

13:38

dead. Have him out there,

13:41

spies! Pull him

13:43

out there, spies!

13:48

The idea was so

13:50

acceptable in the prevalent

13:52

absence of any idea

13:54

that the crowd caught it

13:56

up with eagerness and loudly

13:58

repeating the suggestion to

14:00

have him out. and to pull

14:02

him out, mobbed

14:05

the two vehicles so closely that

14:07

they came to a stop.

14:11

On the crowds opening the

14:13

coach doors, the

14:15

one mourner scuffled out

14:17

by himself and was in their

14:19

hands for a moment, but he

14:21

was so alert and made such

14:23

good use of his time that

14:26

in another moment he

14:28

was scouring away up a

14:30

by -street. after shedding his

14:32

cloak, hat, long

14:35

hat band, white

14:37

pocket handkerchief, and

14:39

other symbolical tears. These,

14:45

the people tore to pieces

14:47

and scattered far and wide

14:49

with great enjoyment, while

14:52

the tradesmen hurriedly shut up

14:54

their shops, for

14:56

a crowd in those times stopped

14:58

at nothing. and was

15:00

a monster much -threaded. They

15:04

had already got the length of opening

15:06

the hearse to take the coffin

15:08

out, when some brighter

15:11

genius proposed instead

15:13

its being escorted to

15:15

its destination amidst general

15:17

rejoicing. Practical

15:21

suggestions being much needed.

15:25

This suggestion too was

15:27

received with acclamation. and

15:30

the coach was immediately filled

15:32

with eight inside and

15:34

a dozen out, while

15:37

as many people got on the roof

15:40

of the hearse as could by

15:42

any exercise of ingenuity stick

15:44

upon it. Among

15:48

the first of these

15:50

volunteers was Jerry

15:52

Cruncher himself, who

15:54

modestly concealed his spiky

15:56

head from the

15:58

observation of Telsons in

16:00

the further corner of

16:02

the morning coach. The

16:07

officiating undertakers made some

16:09

protest against these changes

16:11

in the ceremonies, but

16:14

the river being alarmingly

16:16

near and several voices

16:18

remarking on the efficacy

16:20

of cold immersion in

16:22

bringing refractory members of

16:24

the profession to reason

16:27

The protest was faint

16:29

and brief. The

16:32

remodeled procession started with

16:34

a chimney sweep driving

16:36

the hearse, advised

16:38

by the regular driver, who

16:41

was perched beside him under

16:43

close inspection for the

16:45

purpose, and

16:48

with a pie man also

16:50

attended by his cabinet minister, driving

16:53

the morning coach. A

16:57

bear leader, a

16:59

popular street character of the time, was

17:02

impressed as an additional ornament

17:04

before the cavalcade had gone

17:06

far down the strand, and

17:09

his bear, who was

17:11

black and very mangy, gave

17:14

quite an undertaking air to that

17:16

part of the procession in which

17:18

he walked. Thus,

17:24

with beer drinking, Pipe

17:26

smoking, song

17:28

roaring, and

17:30

infinite caricaturing of

17:32

woe. The disorderly

17:35

procession went its way, recruiting

17:37

at every step, and

17:40

all the shops shutting up

17:42

before it. Its

17:45

destination was the old church

17:47

of St. Pancras, far

17:50

off in the fields. It

17:53

got there in course of time, insisted

17:56

on pouring into the

17:58

burial ground. Finally,

18:00

accomplished the internment of the

18:03

deceased Roger Cly in its

18:05

own way, and

18:07

highly to its own

18:09

satisfaction. The

18:13

dead man disposed

18:15

of, and the crowd being

18:17

under the necessity of providing

18:19

some other entertainment for itself.

18:23

Another, brighter genius,

18:26

or perhaps the same, conceived

18:29

the humour of

18:31

impeaching casual passes

18:33

by as Old

18:35

Bailey spies and

18:37

wreaking vengeance on them. Chase

18:41

was given to some

18:43

scores of inoffensive

18:46

persons who had never been

18:48

near the Old Bailey in their

18:50

lives in the realisation of

18:52

this fancy. and they

18:54

were roughly hustled

18:56

and maltreated. The

19:00

transition to the sport

19:03

of window breaking

19:05

and thence to the

19:07

plundering of public houses

19:09

was easy and natural.

19:14

At last, after

19:16

several hours, when

19:19

sundry summer houses had

19:21

been pulled down, and

19:23

some area railings had

19:25

been torn up to arm

19:27

the more belligerent spirits. A

19:31

rumour got about that the

19:33

guards were coming. Before

19:36

this rumour, the crowd

19:39

gradually melted away.

19:42

And perhaps the guards came, and

19:45

perhaps they never came. And

19:48

this was the usual progress of

19:50

a mob. Mr.

19:54

Croncher did not assist at

19:56

the closing sports, but

19:58

had remained behind in the

20:00

churchyard to confer

20:02

and condol with the

20:04

undertakers. The

20:08

place had a soothing influence

20:10

on him. He

20:12

procured a pipe from a

20:15

neighbouring public house and smoked

20:17

it, looking in at

20:19

the railings and maturely

20:21

considering the spot. Sherry,

20:27

said Mr. Cruncher, apostrophizing

20:30

himself in his usual

20:32

way. You see

20:34

that there, Clyde that day. And

20:37

you see with your own eyes, he

20:39

was a young and a straight

20:41

maiden. Having

20:44

smoked his pipe out and

20:46

ruminated a little longer, he

20:49

turned himself about that he

20:52

might appear before the hour of

20:54

closing on his station

20:56

at Telsons. Whether

20:59

his meditations on mortality had

21:01

touched his liver, or

21:04

whether his general health had

21:06

been previously at all amiss, or

21:10

whether he desired to show a

21:12

little attention to an eminent

21:14

man, is not so

21:16

much to the purpose as that

21:18

he made a short call upon

21:20

his medical advisor, a

21:23

distinguished surgeon. on his

21:25

way back. Young

21:30

Jerry relieved his father

21:32

with dutiful interest

21:34

and reported no job in

21:36

his absence. The

21:39

bank closed, the

21:42

ancient clerks came out, the

21:45

usual watch was

21:47

set and Mr. Cruncher

21:49

and his son went home to

21:51

tea. Now,

21:56

I'll tell you where it is,"

21:58

said Mr. Cruncher to his wife on

22:00

entering. If, as

22:02

an honest tradesman, my winters goes

22:05

wrong tonight, I shall make

22:07

sure that you've been praying against me, and

22:09

I shall work you for it just as same

22:11

as if I've seen you do it. The

22:15

dejected Mrs. Cruncher shook

22:17

her head. Why?

22:20

You're at it for my face, said

22:22

Mr. Cruncher. with signs

22:25

of angry apprehension. I'm

22:28

saying nothing. Well

22:30

then, don't meditate nothing.

22:34

You might as well flop as meditate. You

22:36

might as well go again me one way or another. Drop

22:39

it all together. Yes,

22:42

Jerry. Yes, Jerry,

22:44

repeated Mr. Cruncher, sitting

22:46

down to tea. Ah,

22:50

yes it is. Yes, Jerry.

22:53

That's about it. You

22:55

may say

22:57

yes, Jerry." Mr.

22:59

Cruncher had no particular meaning

23:01

in these sulky corroborations, but

23:04

made use of them, as

23:06

people not unfrequently do, to

23:09

express general,

23:11

ironical dissatisfaction. You

23:14

and your yes, Jerry, said

23:16

Mr. Cruncher, taking a

23:18

bite out of his bread and butter, and

23:21

seeming to help it

23:23

down with a large invisible

23:25

oyster out of his

23:27

saucer. I think

23:29

so. I

23:31

believe you. You

23:35

going out tonight? Asked

23:37

his decent wife when he took

23:39

another bite. Yes,

23:41

I am. I'll

23:44

go with you, father. Asked

23:46

his son briskly. No,

23:49

you're maint. I'm

23:51

going as your mother knows of fishing. That's

23:54

where I'm going to. Going

23:56

of fishing. Your

23:59

fishing rod gets rather rusty, don't it,

24:01

Father? Never you mind. Shall

24:05

you bring any fish home, Father? If

24:08

I don't, you'll have

24:10

short comments tomorrow. Return

24:12

that gentleman shaking his

24:14

head. That's questions enough

24:17

for you. I ain't

24:19

a going out till you belong a bit."

24:21

He

24:24

devoted himself during the

24:26

remainder of the evening to keep

24:28

a most vigilant watch on Mrs.

24:31

Cruncher and sullenly holding

24:33

her in conversation that

24:35

she might be prevented

24:37

from meditating any petitions

24:39

to his disadvantage. With

24:43

this view, He urged his

24:45

son to hold her in

24:48

conversation also, and led

24:50

the unfortunate woman a

24:52

hard life by dwelling on

24:54

any causes of complaint he

24:56

could bring against her, rather

24:59

than he would leave her for a

25:01

moment to her own reflections. The

25:05

devoutest person could have rendered

25:07

no greater homage to the

25:10

efficacy of an honest prayer.

25:12

than he did in his

25:14

distrust of his wife. It

25:17

was as if a professed

25:19

unbeliever in ghosts should be

25:21

frightened by a ghost story.

25:25

And mind you, said

25:28

Mr. Cruncher, no

25:30

games tomorrow. If

25:32

I, as an honest tradesman,

25:34

succeed in providing a gin of

25:37

meat or two, none of your

25:39

not touching of it and sticking

25:41

to bread, If

25:43

I, as an honest tradesman, am

25:46

able to provide a little beer, none

25:48

of you are declaring on water. When

25:52

you go to Rome, do as Rome

25:54

does. Rome will

25:56

be an ugly customer to you if you don't. I'm

26:00

your Rome, you know. Then

26:04

he began grumbling again, with

26:07

your flying into the face of your

26:09

wills and drink. But then

26:11

I ask you, you may wake the

26:13

whittles and drink here by your flopping

26:15

tricks and your unfeeling conduct.

26:18

Look at your boy. He's

26:20

your one, ain't he? He's

26:23

as thin as a leaf. You

26:25

call yourself a mother, but not

26:27

known that a mother's first duty is to blow

26:29

her boy out. This

26:33

touched young Jerry on

26:35

a tender place. who

26:37

adjured his mother to perform

26:40

her first duty, and

26:42

whatever else she did or neglected,

26:44

above all things, to

26:47

lay a special stress on the

26:49

discharge of that maternal

26:51

function so effectively

26:53

and delicately indicated

26:55

by his other parent. Thus

27:00

the evening wore away with

27:02

the Cruncher family, until young

27:04

Jerry was ordered to bed,

27:06

and his mother, laid

27:08

under similar injunctions,

27:11

obeyed them. Mr.

27:14

Cruncher beguiled the earlier

27:16

watches of the night with

27:18

solitary pipes, and

27:20

did not start upon his excursion

27:22

until nearly one o 'clock. Towards

27:26

that small and ghostly

27:28

hour, he rose

27:30

up from his chair, took

27:32

a key out of his pocket, opened

27:35

a locked cupboard, and

27:38

brought forth a sack, a

27:41

crowbar of convenient size, a

27:44

rope, and a

27:46

chain and other fishing tackle

27:48

of that nature. Disposing

27:53

these articles about him

27:55

in skillful manner, he

27:57

bestowed a parting defiance

28:00

on Mrs. Cruncher, extinguished

28:02

the light, and

28:04

went out. Young

28:09

Jerry, who had only

28:11

made a faint of undressing when he went

28:13

to bed, was not

28:15

long after his father. Under

28:19

cover of the darkness, he

28:21

followed out of the room, followed

28:23

down the stairs, followed

28:26

down the court, followed

28:29

out into the streets. He

28:34

was in no uneasiness concerning his

28:36

getting into the house again, for

28:39

it was full of lodgers, and

28:41

the door stood ajar all

28:43

night. Impelled

28:46

by a laudable ambition to

28:49

study the art and

28:51

mystery of his father's honest

28:53

calling, young

28:55

Jerry, keeping his

28:57

clothes to house fronts, walls

29:00

and doorways, as his eyes

29:02

were close to one another,

29:05

held his honoured parent in

29:07

view. The

29:10

honoured parent, steering

29:12

northward, had

29:14

not gone far when he

29:16

was joined by another disciple

29:19

of Isaac Walton, and

29:21

the two trudged on

29:23

together. Within

29:27

half an hour from the first

29:29

starting, They were beyond

29:31

the winking lamps, and

29:33

the more than winking

29:35

watchmen, and were

29:37

out upon a lonely road.

29:42

Another fisherman was picked up

29:44

here, and that so

29:46

silently that if young Jerry

29:48

had been superstitious, he

29:50

might have supposed the second

29:53

follower of the gentle craft

29:55

to have all of a

29:57

sudden split himself into two.

30:01

The three went on, and

30:05

young Jerry went on, until

30:08

the three stopped under

30:10

a bank overhanging the road.

30:13

Upon the top of the bank was

30:15

a low brick

30:17

wall surmounted by

30:20

an iron railing. In

30:23

the shadow of bank and wall,

30:26

The three turned out of

30:28

the road and up a

30:30

blind lane, of which

30:32

the wall, there risen to

30:34

some eight or ten feet

30:36

high, formed one side.

30:41

Crouching down in a corner, peeping

30:44

up the lane, the

30:47

next object that young Jerry

30:49

saw was the form of

30:51

his honoured parent, pretty

30:53

well defined against a

30:55

watery, and clouded moon,

30:58

nimbly scaling in iron

31:01

gate. He

31:03

was soon over, and

31:06

then the second fisherman got

31:08

over, and then

31:10

the third. They

31:13

all dropped, softly

31:15

on the ground within the gate, and

31:18

lay there a little, listening

31:20

perhaps. Then

31:23

they moved away on their hands

31:25

and knees. It

31:30

was now young Jerry's turn

31:32

to approach the gate, which

31:35

he did, holding his breath.

31:39

Crouching down again in a corner

31:41

there and looking in, he

31:44

made out the three fishermen, creeping

31:47

through some rank grass,

31:50

and all the gravestones in

31:52

the churchyard It

31:55

was a large churchyard that they

31:57

were in, looking

31:59

on like ghosts in

32:01

white, while the church

32:03

tower itself looked on like

32:05

the ghost of a

32:07

monstrous giant. They

32:11

did not creep far

32:13

before they stopped and stood

32:15

upright, and

32:17

then they began to

32:20

fish. They

32:23

fished with a spade at first.

32:26

Presently, the honoured parent appeared

32:28

to be adjusting some instrument

32:31

like a great corkscrew. Whatever

32:34

tools they worked with, they

32:37

worked hard, until the awful

32:39

striking of the church clock

32:41

so terrified young Jerry that

32:43

he made off, with

32:45

his hair as stiff as his

32:47

father's. But,

32:51

His long, cherished desire to

32:53

know more about these matters

32:56

not only stopped him in

32:58

his running away, but

33:00

lured him back again. They

33:03

were still fishing, perseveringly,

33:07

when he peeped in at the gate

33:09

for a second time. But

33:11

now, they seemed to have

33:13

got a bite. There

33:17

was a screwing. and

33:19

complaining sound down below,

33:22

and their bent figures were strained

33:24

as if by a weight. By

33:28

slow degrees, the

33:30

weight broke away the earth

33:32

upon it and came to the

33:34

surface. Young

33:37

Jerry knew very well what

33:39

it would be, but

33:41

when he saw it, and

33:43

saw his honoured parent about to

33:45

wrench it open, He

33:48

was so frightened, being new

33:50

to the sight, that he

33:52

made off again, and

33:54

never stopped until he had run a

33:56

mile or more. He

33:59

would not have stopped then, for

34:01

anything less necessary than

34:03

breath, it being a

34:05

spectral sort of race that he ran,

34:08

and one highly desirable to get to the

34:11

end of. He

34:13

had a strong idea, that

34:16

the coffin he had seen

34:18

was running after him, and,

34:20

pictured as hopping gong

34:22

behind him, bolt upright

34:24

upon its narrow end, always

34:27

on the point of overtaking

34:29

him, and hopping on at

34:31

his side, perhaps taking

34:33

his arm. It was

34:35

a pursuer to shun. It

34:39

was an inconsistent

34:41

and ubiquitous fiend, too.

34:45

For while it was making the

34:47

whole night behind him dreadful, he

34:50

darted out into the

34:52

roadway to avoid dark alleys,

34:55

fearful of its coming, hopping

34:57

out of them like a

34:59

dropsicle boy's kite without tail

35:02

and wings. It

35:04

hid in doorways too, rubbing

35:07

its horrible shoulders against doors

35:09

and drawing them up to its

35:11

ears as if it were

35:13

laughing. It

35:15

got into shadows on the

35:17

road, and lay cunningly on

35:20

its back to trip him

35:22

up. All

35:24

this time, it

35:27

was incessantly hopping on

35:29

behind and gaining on

35:31

him, so that when

35:33

the boy got to his own door, he

35:36

had reason for being half

35:38

-dead. And even

35:40

then it would not leave him, but

35:43

followed him upstairs, with

35:45

a bump on every stair, scrambled

35:49

into bed with him, and

35:52

bumped down, dead

35:54

and heavy on his breast

35:56

when he fell asleep. From

36:02

his oppressed slumber, young

36:05

Jerry in his closet

36:07

was awakened after daybreak

36:09

and before sunrise, by

36:12

the presence of his father in

36:14

the family room. Something

36:16

had gone wrong with him, at

36:19

least so young Jerry

36:21

inferred. From the circumstance

36:23

of his holding Mrs. Cruncher by

36:25

the ears, I told

36:27

you I would, said

36:29

Mr. Cruncher, and I did.

36:33

Jerry, Jerry, Jerry!

36:37

His wife implored, you

36:40

oppose yourself to the profit of the

36:42

business, said Jerry. And

36:44

me and my partners suffer. You

36:47

was to honor and obey. Why

36:50

the devil don't you? I

36:53

tried being a good wife, Jerry. The

36:56

poor woman protested with tears.

36:59

Is it being a good wife to

37:01

oppose your husband's business? Is

37:04

it honoring your husband to dishonor

37:06

his business? Is

37:08

it obeying your husband to disobey him

37:10

on the vital subject of his

37:12

business? You hadn't

37:14

taken to the dreadful business then,

37:16

Jerry. It's enough

37:18

for you, retorted

37:20

Mr. Cruncher, to

37:23

be the wife of an

37:25

honest tradesman and not to occupy

37:27

your female mind with calculations

37:29

when he took to his trade

37:31

or when he didn't. And

37:33

honouring an obeying wife would let

37:35

his trade alone altogether. Call

37:38

yourself a religious woman. Give

37:41

me an irreligious one. The

37:45

altercation was conducted in a

37:48

low tone of voice, and

37:50

terminated in the honest tradesman,

37:52

kicking off his clay -soiled

37:55

boots and lying down at

37:57

his length on the floor. After

38:01

taking a timid peep at

38:03

him lying on his back, with

38:06

his rusty hands under his head

38:08

for a pillow, his

38:10

son lay down too, and

38:12

fell asleep again. There

38:17

was no fish for

38:19

breakfast and not much of

38:21

anything else. Mr.

38:23

Cruncher was out of spirits

38:25

and out of temper and

38:27

kept an iron pot lid

38:29

by him as a projectile

38:31

for the correction of Mrs.

38:33

Cruncher in case he should

38:35

observe any symptoms of her

38:37

saying grace. He

38:40

was brushed and washed at

38:42

the usual hour. and set

38:44

off with his son to

38:46

pursue his ostensible calling. Young

38:51

Jerry, walking with the

38:53

stool under his arm at his

38:55

father's side, along sunny

38:57

and crowded Fleet Street, was

39:00

a very different young Jerry from

39:02

him of the previous night, running

39:05

home through darkness

39:07

and solitude from his

39:09

grim pursuer. His

39:12

cunning was fresh with the

39:14

day, and his qualms

39:17

were gone with the night. In

39:20

which particulars it is not

39:22

improbable that he had compeers

39:24

in Fleet Street and the

39:26

City of London that fine

39:28

morning. Father

39:32

said young Jerry as

39:34

they walked along, taking

39:37

care to keep him at arm's

39:39

length and to have the stool well

39:41

between them. What's

39:44

a resurrection, man? Mr.

39:48

Cruncher came to a stop on

39:50

the pavement before he answered. Where

39:53

should I know? I

39:56

thought you knowed everything, father, said

39:59

the artless boy. Well,

40:03

returned Mr. Cruncher, going

40:06

on again and lifting off

40:08

his hat to give his spice

40:10

free play. He's

40:13

a tradesman. What's

40:17

his goods, father? asked

40:20

the brisk young Jerry. His

40:24

goods, said

40:26

Mr. Cruncher, after turning

40:28

it over in his mind, is

40:31

a branch of scientific goods.

40:35

Person's bodies, ain't it, father? asked

40:38

the lively boy. I

40:41

believe it is something of

40:43

that sort," said Mr. Cruncher.

40:48

Father, I should

40:50

so like to be a resurrection man when

40:52

I'm quite grown up. Mr.

40:56

Cruncher was soothed, but

40:58

shook his head in a

41:00

dubious and moral way. It

41:04

depends upon how you develop your talent.

41:07

Be careful to develop your

41:09

talents. and never say no more

41:11

than you can help to nobody, and

41:14

there's no telling at the present time what

41:16

you may not come to be fit for.

41:21

As young Jerry thus encouraged, went

41:23

on a few yards in

41:25

advance to plant the stool in

41:27

the shadow of the bar, Mr.

41:30

Cruncher added to himself, Jerry,

41:35

you won his tradesmen. as

41:37

hopes what our boy will yet be a

41:39

blessing to you, and a

41:41

recompense to you through his mother.

42:25

You You

43:27

You You

44:26

You You

45:26

You You

47:27

You You

48:27

You You

49:27

You You

50:24

You