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be here this evening.

1:38

Tonight we are continuing

1:41

with a tale of

1:43

two cities. But before

1:45

that, let's take a

1:47

moment to prepare for

1:49

a restful sleep. Wherever

1:52

you are. Notice how

1:54

nice it feels to

1:56

close your eyes after

1:58

a long... day. Begin

2:01

to breathe

2:04

calmly and

2:06

evenly. In

2:08

through your nose

2:10

for four and

2:13

out through your

2:15

mouth for four.

2:18

With each breath

2:21

you are calming

2:23

your body and

2:26

mind. You

2:30

are melting away

2:32

the stresses of

2:34

the day and

2:37

slowing down, ready

2:39

for sleep. Focus

2:41

on where you

2:44

are right now

2:46

and release any

2:48

thoughts that might

2:50

creep up about

2:53

today or tomorrow.

2:58

Always come back to

3:00

your breath. When you

3:02

are ready, feel free

3:04

to shift your focus

3:06

to the sound of my

3:09

voice, as I recap

3:11

our last episode.

3:13

Mr. Jarvis Laurie

3:16

was assisted out

3:18

of his carriage by

3:20

the butler of the

3:22

Royal George Hotel in

3:24

Dover. He

3:27

emerged from his room

3:29

a new man, washed

3:31

and shaved, ready for

3:34

his breakfast. He instructed

3:36

the waiter who brought his

3:38

food that he was expecting

3:41

a young lady named

3:43

Miss Manette and to

3:45

let him know when she

3:47

arrived. After a day of

3:50

meandering on the beach and

3:52

in town, he ate dinner.

3:54

and enjoyed a bottle of

3:56

clarit when Miss Manet arrived

3:58

and wished. to see him

4:01

immediately. She was a pretty

4:03

young woman, with blonde hair,

4:05

blue eyes, and just a

4:08

touch of a foreign accent.

4:10

He introduced himself, and she

4:12

anxiously asked him to explain

4:15

what was happening. Twenty years

4:17

ago, Mr. Lorry worked for

4:20

her family as power of

4:22

attorney after the passing of

4:24

her father. After the passing

4:27

of her father, after the

4:29

passing of her father. After

4:31

the passing of her father.

4:34

After the passing of her

4:36

father. After the passing of

4:39

her father. and subsequently her

4:41

mother. He admitted that he

4:43

brought her to England, where

4:46

she has since lived as

4:48

a ward of the bank.

4:50

However, her father was not

4:53

dead, but had been imprisoned.

4:55

Her mother had not been

4:57

able to find out any

5:00

information about his sentencing or

5:02

his health. and so rather

5:05

have her daughter live with

5:07

the anxiety, she hid the

5:09

truth. She later died of

5:12

a broken heart, and her

5:14

father had now been found

5:16

under a different name, and

5:19

they would be travelling to

5:21

France to meet him. Miss

5:23

Manette was stunned, and Mr.

5:26

Lorry called for assistance to

5:28

be met by a large,

5:31

loud, red-headed woman. who scolded

5:33

him and soothed her ward.

5:35

Tonight, we find ourselves in

5:38

Saint Antoine. So, just lie

5:40

back and relax, as I

5:42

turn to the next pages

5:45

of A Tale of Two

5:47

Cities. Chapter

6:05

5 The Wine Shop

6:07

A large cask of

6:09

wine had been dropped

6:12

and broken in the

6:14

street. The accident had

6:16

happened in getting it

6:19

out of a cart.

6:21

The cuss had tumbled

6:23

out with a run.

6:26

The hoops had tumbled

6:28

out with a run.

6:30

The hoops had burst.

6:33

and it lay on

6:35

the stones just outside

6:37

the door of the

6:40

wine shop, shattered like

6:42

a walnut shell. All

6:44

the people within reach

6:47

had suspended their business

6:49

or their idleness to

6:51

run to the spot

6:54

and drink the wine.

6:56

The rough, irregular stones

6:58

of the street, pointing

7:00

every way. and designed

7:03

one might have thought,

7:05

expressly to lame all

7:07

living creatures that approached

7:10

them, had damned it

7:12

into little pools. These

7:14

were surrounded, each by

7:17

its own jostling group

7:19

or crowd according to

7:21

its size. Some men

7:24

kneeled down, made scoops

7:26

of their two hands

7:28

joined. and sipped, or

7:31

tried to help women

7:33

who bent over their

7:35

shoulders to sit before

7:38

the wine had all

7:40

run out between their

7:42

fingers. Others, men and

7:45

women, dipped in the

7:47

puddles with little mugs

7:49

of mutilated earthenware, or

7:52

even with handkerchiefs, from

7:54

women's heads, which were

7:56

squeezed dry into infants'

7:59

mouths. Others

8:01

made small mud embankments

8:03

to stem the wine

8:05

as it ran. Others,

8:07

directed by Lucas'on up

8:10

at high windows, darted

8:12

here and there to

8:14

cut off little streams of

8:16

wine that started away

8:18

in new directions.

8:21

Others devoted themselves

8:23

to the sodden and lead-eyed

8:25

pieces of the cuspied

8:28

pieces of the cask.

8:30

Licking and even chomping

8:32

the moisture wine-rotted

8:34

fragments with eager

8:36

relish. There was no

8:38

drainage to carry off the

8:41

wine, and not only did it

8:43

all get taken up, but

8:45

so much mud got taken

8:47

up along with it, that

8:49

there might have been a

8:52

scavenger in the street,

8:54

if anybody acquainted

8:56

with it could have

8:58

believed. in such a

9:00

miraculous presence. A

9:03

shrill sound of laughter

9:05

and of amused

9:07

voices. Voices of

9:09

men, women, and

9:11

children resounded in

9:13

the street while

9:15

this wine game

9:18

lasted. There was

9:20

little roughness in

9:22

the sport and

9:24

much playfulness. There

9:27

was a special companionship

9:29

in it, an observable

9:31

inclination on the part

9:33

of everyone to join

9:36

some other one which

9:38

led especially among the

9:40

luckier or lighter-hearted,

9:43

to frolicsome embraces,

9:46

drinking of healths,

9:48

shaking of hands, and

9:50

even joining of hands,

9:52

and dancing a dozen

9:54

together. when

9:57

the wine was gone and the

9:59

place where it had been

10:02

most abundant were raked

10:04

into a gridiron pattern

10:06

by fingers. These demonstrations

10:08

ceased as suddenly as

10:10

they had broken out.

10:12

The man who had

10:14

left his saw sticking

10:16

in the firewood he

10:18

was cutting set it

10:20

in motion again. The

10:22

women who had left

10:24

on a doorstep, the

10:26

little pot of hot

10:28

ashes. at which she

10:30

had been trying to

10:32

soften the pain in

10:35

her own starved fingers

10:37

and toes, or in

10:39

those of her child,

10:41

returned to it. Men

10:43

with bare arms and

10:45

matted locks who had

10:47

emerged into the winter

10:49

light from cellars moved

10:51

away to descend again,

10:53

and a gloom gathered

10:55

on that scene. that

10:57

appeared more natural to

10:59

it than sunshine. The

11:01

wine was red wine,

11:03

and it had stained

11:05

the ground of the

11:08

narrow street in the

11:10

suburb of Saint Antoine

11:12

in Paris, where it

11:14

was spilled. It had

11:16

stained many hands, too,

11:18

and many faces, and

11:20

many naked feet. and

11:22

many wooden shoes. The

11:24

hands of the man

11:26

who soared the wood

11:28

left red marks on

11:30

the billets, and the

11:32

forehead of the woman

11:34

who nursed her baby

11:36

was stained with the

11:38

stain of the old

11:40

rag she wound about

11:43

her head again. Those

11:45

who had been greedy

11:47

with the staves of

11:49

the cask had acquired

11:51

a tiger-ish smear-a-tigerish smear

11:53

about the mouth. And

11:56

one tall joker so

11:58

besmatched. His head more

12:00

out of a long

12:03

squalid bag of a

12:05

night cap than in

12:07

it, scrawled upon a

12:09

wall with his finger,

12:11

dipped in muddy wineries,

12:14

blood. The time was

12:16

come when that wine

12:18

too would be spilled

12:20

on the street stones,

12:22

and when the stain

12:25

of it would be

12:27

read upon many there.

12:30

And now that

12:32

the cloud settled

12:34

on Santantuan, which

12:37

a momentry gleam

12:39

had driven from

12:41

its sacred countenance,

12:43

the darkness of

12:45

it was heavy,

12:47

cold, dirt, sickness,

12:49

ignorance and want,

12:51

with a lord's

12:53

in waiting on

12:55

the saintly presence.

12:58

nobles of great power

13:01

all of them, but

13:03

most especially the last.

13:06

Samples of a people

13:08

that had undergone the

13:10

terrible grinding and regrinding

13:13

in the mill, and

13:15

certainly not in the

13:18

fabulous mill, which ground

13:20

old people young, shivered

13:23

at every corner. passed

13:25

in and out at

13:27

every doorway, looked from

13:30

every window, fluttered in

13:32

every vestige of a

13:35

garment that the wind

13:37

shook. The mill which

13:40

had worked them down

13:42

was the mill that

13:44

grinds young people old.

13:47

The children had ancient

13:49

faces in gray voices,

13:52

and upon them. and

13:54

upon the grown faces

13:57

and plowed into every...

13:59

thorough of age and

14:02

coming up afresh

14:04

was the sigh, hunger.

14:06

It was prevalent

14:09

everywhere. Hunger

14:11

was pushed out of

14:14

the tall houses in

14:16

the wretched clothing

14:18

that hung upon

14:20

poles and lines.

14:23

Hunger was patched

14:25

into them with

14:27

straw and rag. and

14:29

wood and paper. Hunger

14:32

was repeated in

14:34

every fragment of

14:36

the small, modicum of

14:38

firewood that the man

14:41

soared off. Hunger stared

14:43

down from the smokeless

14:46

chimneys and started

14:48

up from the filthy

14:50

street that had no

14:53

awful among its refuse

14:55

of anything to eat. Hunger

14:59

was the inscription

15:01

on the baker's shelves,

15:03

written in every small

15:06

loaf of his scanty

15:08

stock of bad bread. At

15:10

the sausage shop, in every

15:12

poor preparation that was

15:14

offered for sale. Hunger

15:17

rattled its dry bones

15:19

among the roasting chestnuts

15:22

in the turned cylinder.

15:24

Hunger was shredd. Hunger

15:27

was shredd. into

15:29

atomics in every

15:31

farthing porringer of

15:33

husky chips of potato,

15:36

fried with some

15:38

reluctant drops of

15:40

oil. Its abiding place

15:42

was in all things fitted

15:44

to it. A narrow winding

15:47

street full of a

15:49

fence and stench, with

15:51

other narrow winding streets,

15:53

with other narrow winding

15:56

streets, with other

15:58

diverging. all peopled

16:00

by rags and nightcaps,

16:03

and all smelling of

16:05

rags and nightcaps, and

16:07

all visible things with

16:09

a brooding look upon

16:11

them that looked ill.

16:14

In the hunted air

16:16

of the people there

16:18

was yet some wild

16:20

beast thought of the

16:22

possibility of turning at

16:25

bay. depressed

16:27

and slinking though they

16:30

were, eyes of fire

16:32

were not wanting among

16:35

them, nor compressed lips,

16:37

white with what they

16:40

suppressed. Nor foreheads knitted

16:42

into the likeness of

16:45

the gallows rope, they

16:47

mused about enduring or

16:50

inflicting. The trade signs

16:52

and they were almost

16:55

as many as the

16:57

shops, were all grim

17:00

illustrations of want. The

17:02

butcher and the porkman

17:05

painted up only the

17:07

leanest scrags of meat.

17:10

The baker, the coarsest

17:12

of meagre loaves. The

17:15

people rudely pictured as

17:17

drinking in the wine

17:19

shops. croaked over their

17:22

scanty measures of thin

17:24

wine and beer, and

17:27

were glaringly confidential together.

17:29

Nothing was represented in

17:32

a flourishing condition, save

17:34

tools and weapons. But

17:37

the cutler's knives and

17:39

axes were sharp and

17:42

bright. The Smith's hammers

17:44

were heavy. and the

17:47

gunmaker's stock was murderous.

17:49

The crippling stones of

17:52

the pavement with their

17:54

many... little reservoirs of

17:57

mud and water, had

17:59

no footways, but broke

18:02

off abruptly at the

18:04

doors. The canal, to

18:07

make amends, ran down

18:09

the middle of the

18:12

street when it ran

18:14

at all, which was

18:17

only after heavy rains.

18:19

And then it ran

18:22

by many eccentric fits

18:24

into the houses. Across

18:29

the streets, at wide

18:31

intervals, one clumsy lamp

18:33

was slung by a

18:35

rope and pulley. At

18:38

night, when the lamp-lighter

18:40

had let these down,

18:42

and lighted and hoisted

18:44

them again, a feeble

18:47

grove of dim wicks,

18:49

swung in a sickly

18:51

manner overhead, as if

18:53

they were at sea.

18:57

Indeed, they were at sea,

19:00

and the ship and crew

19:02

were in peril of tempest.

19:04

For the time was come,

19:06

when the gaunt scarecrows of

19:08

that region should have watched

19:11

the lamp-lighter, in their idleness

19:13

and hunger, so long as

19:15

to conceive the idea of

19:17

improving on his method, and

19:20

hauling up men by those

19:22

ropes and pulleys and pulleys

19:24

ropes and pulleys ropes and

19:26

pulps and pulps and pulps

19:28

and ropes ropes ropes and

19:31

pulps and pulps ropes and

19:33

pulps and pulps. to flare

19:35

upon the darkness of their

19:37

condition. But the time was

19:40

not come yet, and every

19:42

wind that blew over France

19:44

shook the rags of the

19:46

scarecrows in vain. For the

19:48

birds, fine of song and

19:51

feather, took no warning. The

19:53

wine shop was a corner

19:55

shop. better than most others

19:57

in its appearance in degree.

20:00

And the master of the

20:02

wine shop had stood outside

20:05

it in a yellow waistcoat

20:08

and green breeches, looking

20:10

on the struggle

20:12

for the lost wine. He's

20:14

not my affair, said he

20:17

with a final shrug of

20:19

the shoulders. The people

20:21

from the market did

20:24

it. Let's embring another.

20:26

There, his eyes. happening to

20:28

catch the tall joker writing

20:30

up his joke. He called

20:32

to him across the way. Say then,

20:34

my Gaspard, what do you

20:37

do there? The fellow pointed to

20:39

his joke with immense significance,

20:41

as is often the

20:43

way with his tribe. It

20:45

missed its mark and completely

20:47

failed, as is often the

20:49

way with his tribe. It missed

20:52

its mark and completely failed,

20:54

as is often the way with

20:56

his tribe, too. What

20:59

now are you a subject

21:01

for the mad hospital?"

21:03

said the wine shopkeeper,

21:05

crossing the road and

21:08

obliterating the jest with

21:10

a handful of mud,

21:12

picked up for the

21:14

purpose and smeared over

21:16

it. Why do you write in

21:18

the public streets? Is there? Tell

21:21

me, though. Is there no

21:23

other place to write such

21:25

words in? In

21:28

his expotulation, he dropped

21:31

his cleaner hand, perhaps

21:33

accidentally, perhaps not, upon

21:36

the Joker's heart. The

21:38

Joker wrapped it with

21:40

his own, took a

21:42

nimble spring upward, and

21:45

came down in a

21:47

fantastic, dancing attitude with

21:49

one of his stained

21:52

shoes, jerked off his foot

21:54

into his foot into his

21:56

hand. and held out.

22:00

A joker of an

22:02

extremely, not to say,

22:04

wolfishly practical character. He

22:06

looked under those circumstances.

22:08

Put it on, put

22:11

it on, said the

22:13

other. Call wine, wine,

22:15

and finish there. With

22:17

that advice, he wiped

22:20

his soiled hand upon

22:22

the joker's dress, such

22:24

as it was, quite

22:26

deliberately. as having dirtied

22:28

the hand on his

22:31

account, and then recrossed

22:33

the road and entered

22:35

the wine shop. This

22:37

wine shopkeeper was a

22:40

bullnecked, martial-looking man of

22:42

30, and he should

22:44

have been of a

22:46

hot temperament, for although

22:48

it was a bitter

22:51

day, he wore no

22:53

coat, but carried one

22:55

slung over his shoulder.

22:59

His shirt sleeves were

23:01

rolled up too, and

23:04

his brown arms were

23:06

bare to the elbows.

23:08

Neither did he wear

23:10

anything more on his

23:13

head than his own

23:15

crisply curling short dark

23:17

hair. He was a

23:19

dark man altogether, with

23:22

good eyes and a

23:24

good bold breadth between

23:26

them. Good-humoured

23:28

looking on the whole,

23:31

but implacable-looking too. Evidently

23:33

a man of strong

23:35

resolution and a set

23:37

purpose. A man not

23:40

desirable to be met

23:42

rushing down a narrow

23:44

pass with a gulf

23:46

on either side, for

23:48

nothing would turn the

23:51

man. Madame Defarge, his

23:53

wife, sat in the

23:55

shop. behind the counters

23:57

he came in. Madame

24:01

Defarge was a stout

24:03

woman of about his

24:05

own age with a

24:07

watchful eye that seldom

24:09

seemed to look at

24:11

anything. A large hand

24:13

heavily ringed, a steady

24:15

face, strong features, and

24:17

great composure of manner.

24:19

There was a character

24:21

about Madame Defarge, from

24:23

which one might have

24:25

predicated. that she did

24:27

not often make mistakes

24:29

against herself in any

24:31

of the reckonings over

24:33

which she presided. Madame

24:35

Defarge, being sensitive to

24:38

cold, was wrapped in

24:40

fur and had a

24:42

quantity of bright shaw

24:44

twined about her head,

24:46

though not to the

24:48

concealment of her large

24:50

earrings. Her knitting was

24:52

before her knitting was

24:54

before her knitting was

24:56

before her knitting was

24:58

before her but she

25:00

had laid it down

25:02

to pick her teeth

25:04

with a toothpick. Thus

25:06

engaged with her right

25:08

elbow supported by her

25:10

left hand, Madame Defarge

25:12

said nothing when her

25:14

lord came in, but

25:16

coughed, just one grain

25:18

of a cough. This...

25:20

in combination with the

25:22

lifting of her darkly

25:24

defined eyebrows over her

25:26

toothpick, by the breadth

25:28

of a line, suggested

25:30

to her husband that

25:32

he would do well

25:34

to look round the

25:36

shop among the customers.

25:38

For any new customer

25:40

who had dropped in

25:42

while he stepped over

25:44

the way. The wine

25:46

shopkeeper accordingly rolled his

25:48

eyes about. until they

25:50

rested upon an elderly

25:52

gentleman and a young

25:54

lady who was seated

25:56

in a corner. other

26:00

company were there, two

26:02

playing cards, two playing

26:05

dominoes, three standing by

26:07

the counter, lengthening out

26:09

a short supply of

26:11

wine. As he passed

26:13

behind the counter, he

26:16

took notice that the

26:18

elderly gentleman said in

26:20

a look to the

26:22

young lady, This is

26:25

our man. What the

26:27

devil do you do

26:29

in that gally there?

26:31

said Monsieur Defage himself.

26:34

I don't know you.

26:36

But he feigned not

26:38

to notice the two

26:40

strangers and fell into

26:43

discourse with the triumvirate

26:45

of customers who were

26:47

drinking at the counter.

26:49

Algozi Jacques said one

26:52

of these three to

26:54

Monsieur Defarge. Is all

26:56

the spilt wine swallowed?

26:58

Every drop. Every drop.

27:00

Jacques answered Monsieur Defage.

27:03

When this interchange of

27:05

Christian name was affected

27:07

Madame Defarge picking her

27:09

teeth with her toothpick

27:12

coughed another grain of

27:14

cough and raised her

27:16

eyebrows by the breadth

27:18

of another line. It

27:21

is not a fen,

27:23

said the second of

27:25

the three. addressing Monsieur

27:27

de Fage, that many

27:30

of these miserable beasts

27:32

know the taste of

27:34

wine, or of anything

27:36

but black bread and

27:38

death. Is it not

27:41

so, Jacques? But you

27:43

saw, Jacques. Monsieur de

27:45

Fage returned. At this

27:47

second interchange of the

27:50

Christian name, Madame de

27:52

Fage... still using her

27:54

toothpick with profound composure.

27:56

Cuffed another grain of

27:59

cough. and raised her

28:01

eyebrows by the breadth

28:03

of another line. The last

28:06

of the three now said his

28:08

say as he put down

28:10

his empty drinking vessel

28:13

and smacked his lips.

28:15

Ah, so much the worse a

28:17

bitter taste is that

28:20

such poor cattle always

28:22

having their mounds and

28:24

odd lives they live, Jacques.

28:26

Am I right, Jacques? You are

28:29

right, Jacques. was the response

28:31

of Monsieur Defage.

28:33

This third interchange

28:36

of the Christian name

28:38

was completed at

28:40

the moment when

28:42

Madame Defarge put

28:44

her toothpick by kept

28:47

her eyebrows up and

28:49

slightly rustled in her

28:51

seat. All then, true, muttered

28:54

her husband. Gentlemen,

28:57

my wife. The

28:59

three customers pulled off

29:01

their hats to Madame

29:04

Defarge with three flourishes.

29:06

She acknowledged their homage

29:09

by bending her head

29:11

and giving them a

29:13

quick look. Then she glanced

29:15

in a casual manner round

29:18

the wine shop, took

29:20

up her knitting with

29:22

great apparent calmness and

29:24

repose of spirit, and

29:26

became absorbed in it.

29:29

said her husband, who had

29:31

kept his bright eye

29:33

observantly upon her. Good day. The

29:35

chamber furnished a bachelor's

29:37

style that you wish to see

29:39

and were inquiring for when I

29:42

stepped out is on the fifth

29:44

floor. The doorway of the

29:46

staircase gives on the little

29:49

courtyard close to the

29:51

left ear, pointing with his

29:53

hand near to the window

29:55

of my establishment. But... Now

29:57

that I remember, one of you...

30:00

as already been there

30:02

and can show the

30:04

way. Gentlemen, adieu. They

30:06

paid for their wine

30:09

and left the place.

30:11

The eyes of Monsieur

30:13

Defage were studying his

30:16

wife at her knitting

30:18

when the elderly gentleman

30:20

advanced from his corner

30:23

and begged the favor

30:25

of a word. Willingly,

30:27

sir, said Monsieur Defage.

30:30

and quietly stepped with

30:32

him to the door.

30:34

Their conference was very

30:37

short, but very decided.

30:39

Almost the first word

30:42

Monsieur Defage started and

30:44

became deeply attentive. It

30:46

had not lasted a

30:49

minute when he nodded

30:51

and went out. The

30:53

gentleman then beckoned to

30:56

the young lady. and

30:58

they too went out.

31:00

Madame Defarge knitted with

31:03

nimble fingers and steady

31:05

eyebrows and saw nothing.

31:07

Mr. Jarvis Laurie and

31:10

Miss Manette, emerging from

31:12

the wine shop thus,

31:14

joined Monsieur Defarge in

31:17

the doorway to which

31:19

he had directed his

31:21

own company just before.

31:25

It opened from a

31:27

stinking little back courtyard

31:29

and was the general

31:32

public entrance to a

31:34

great pile of houses

31:37

inhabited by a great

31:39

number of people. In

31:41

the gloomy, tile-paved entry

31:44

to the gloomy, tile-paved

31:46

staircase, Monsieur Defarge bent

31:49

down on one knee

31:51

to the child of

31:53

his old master. and

31:56

put her hand to

31:58

his lips. gentle action,

32:01

but not at all

32:03

gently done. A very

32:06

remarkable transformation had come

32:08

over him in a

32:10

few seconds. He had

32:13

no good humor in

32:15

his face, nor any

32:18

openness of aspect left,

32:20

but had become a

32:22

secret, angry, dangerous man.

32:25

It is very high.

32:27

It is a little

32:30

difficult, better to begin

32:32

slowly. Thus, Monsieur Defarge

32:34

in a stern voice

32:37

to Mr. Lorry, as

32:39

they began ascending the

32:42

stairs. Is he alone?

32:44

The latter whispered. Alone?

32:46

God help him. Who

32:49

should be with him?

32:51

said the other, in

32:54

the same low voice.

32:57

Is he always alone

32:59

then? Yes. Of his

33:01

own desire? Of his

33:03

own necessity? As he

33:05

was when I first

33:07

saw him after they

33:09

found me, and demanded

33:11

to know if I

33:13

would take him, and

33:15

at my peril be

33:17

discreet. As he was

33:19

then? So he is

33:21

now. Is he greatly

33:23

changed? Changed? The

33:26

keeper of the wine

33:28

shop stopped to strike

33:30

the wall with his

33:32

hand and mutter a

33:34

tremendous curse. No direct

33:36

answer could have been

33:38

half so forcible. Mr.

33:40

Laurie's spirits grew heavier

33:42

and heavier, as he

33:44

and his two companions

33:46

ascended higher and higher.

33:48

Such a staircase, with

33:50

its accessories, in the

33:53

older and more crowded

33:55

parts of Paris would

33:57

have been bad enough

33:59

now. But at that

34:01

time, it was a vile

34:03

indeed to a customed

34:05

and unhardened senses. Every

34:08

little habitation within

34:10

the great foul nest of

34:12

one high building, that is

34:14

to say, the room, or rooms

34:17

within every door that

34:19

opened on the general staircase,

34:21

left its own heap of

34:24

refuse on its own heap

34:26

of refuse on its own

34:28

landing. Besides

34:30

flinging other refuse from

34:33

its own windows,

34:35

the uncontrollable and

34:37

hopeless mass of

34:40

decomposition so engendered

34:42

would have polluted the

34:45

air, even if poverty and

34:47

deprivation had not

34:49

loaded it with

34:52

their intangible impurities.

34:55

The two bad sources

34:57

combined. made it

34:59

almost insupportable.

35:01

Through such an atmosphere,

35:03

by a steep, dark,

35:05

shaft of dirt and poison,

35:08

the way lay. Yielding

35:10

to his own disturbance

35:12

of mind and to

35:15

his young companion's agitation,

35:18

which became greater

35:20

every instant, Mr.

35:23

Jarvis Lori twice stopped

35:25

to rest. Each

35:28

of these stoppages was made

35:31

at a dawful grating,

35:33

by which any languishing

35:35

good airs that were

35:38

left uncorrupted seemed to

35:40

escape, and all spoiled

35:42

and sickly vapours seemed

35:44

to crawl in. Through the

35:46

rusted bars, tastes rather

35:49

than glimpses were caught

35:51

of the jumbled neighbourhood,

35:53

and nothing within range.

35:56

nearer or lower than the

35:58

summits of the two. great

36:00

towers of Notre Dame had

36:02

any promise on it of

36:04

healthy life or wholesome aspirations.

36:06

At last, the top of

36:08

the staircase was gained and

36:10

they stopped for the third

36:12

time. There was yet an

36:14

upper staircase of a steeper

36:16

inclination and of contracted dimensions

36:18

to be ascended dimensions to

36:20

be ascended dimensions to be

36:22

ascended dimensions to be ascended

36:24

dimensions to be ascended dimensions

36:26

to be ascended dimensions to

36:29

be ascended before the garret

36:31

story was reached. The keeper

36:33

of the wine shop, always

36:35

going a little in advance,

36:37

and always going on the

36:39

side which Mr. Lorry took,

36:41

as though he dreaded to

36:43

be asked any question by

36:45

the young lady, turned himself

36:47

about here, and carefully feeling

36:49

in the pockets of the

36:51

coat he carried over his

36:53

shoulder, took out a key.

36:57

The door is locked

37:00

then, my friend," said

37:02

Mr. Lorry, surprised. I,

37:05

yes, was the grim

37:07

reply of Monsieur Defage.

37:10

You think it necessary

37:13

to keep the unfortunate

37:15

gentleman so retired? I

37:18

think it's necessary to

37:20

turn the key. Monsieur

37:23

Defage whispered it closer

37:26

in his ear. and

37:28

frowned heavily. Why? Because

37:31

he has lived so

37:34

long locked up that

37:36

he would be frightened.

37:39

Wave! Tell himself to

37:41

pieces! Die! Come to,

37:44

I know, not what

37:47

arm, if his door

37:49

was left open. Is

37:52

it possible? exclaimed Mr.

37:54

Lorry. It is. possibly

37:57

repeated Defage bitterly. Yes.

38:00

And a beautiful world

38:02

we live in when

38:04

it is possible. And

38:07

when many other things

38:09

are possible, and not

38:11

only possible, but done,

38:13

done, see you under

38:16

that sky there every

38:18

day. Long live the

38:20

devil. Let us go

38:22

in. This

38:26

dialogue had been held in

38:28

so very low a whisper

38:31

that not a word of

38:33

it had reached the young

38:35

lady's ears. But by this

38:37

time she trembled under such

38:40

strong emotion and her face

38:42

expressed such deep anxiety and

38:44

above all such dread and

38:46

terror that Mr. Lorry felt

38:49

it incumbent on him to

38:51

speak a word or two

38:53

of reassurance. Courage,

38:56

dermis, courage, business. The

38:58

worst will be over

39:00

in a moment. Tis

39:02

but passing, the room

39:04

door and the worst

39:06

is over. Then all

39:08

the good you bring

39:10

to him, all the

39:12

relief, all the happiness

39:14

you bring to him

39:17

begin. Let our good

39:19

friend here assist you

39:21

on that side. That's

39:23

well, friend Defarge. Come

39:25

now. business, business. They

39:27

went up slowly and

39:29

softly. The staircase was

39:31

short and they were

39:33

soon at the top.

39:35

There, as it had

39:37

an abrupt turn in

39:39

it, they came all

39:41

at once in sight

39:43

of three men whose

39:45

heads were bent down

39:47

close together at the

39:49

side of a door.

39:52

and who were intently

39:54

looking into the room

39:56

to which the door

39:58

belonged through some... chinks

40:00

or holes in the

40:02

wall. On hearing footsteps

40:04

close at hand, these

40:06

three turned and rose

40:08

and showed themselves to

40:10

be the three of

40:12

one name who had

40:14

been drinking in the

40:16

wine shop. I forgot

40:18

them in the surprise

40:20

of your visit, explained

40:22

Monsieur Defarge. Divas, good

40:24

boys, we have business

40:27

here. The

40:30

three glided by and went

40:32

silently down. There appearing to

40:35

be no other door on

40:37

that floor. And the keeper

40:39

of the wine shop, going

40:42

straight to this one when

40:44

they were left alone, Mr.

40:47

Lorry asked him in a

40:49

whisper with a little anger.

40:52

Do you make a show

40:54

of Monsieur Manette? I show

40:57

him. in the way you

40:59

have seen to a chosen

41:02

few. Is that well? I

41:04

think it is well. With

41:07

a few, how do you

41:09

choose them? I choose them

41:12

as real men of my

41:14

name. Jacques is my name.

41:17

To whom the site is

41:19

likely to do good. Enough.

41:22

You are English. That is

41:24

another thing. Stay there if

41:27

you please a little moment.

41:29

With an admonetary gesture to

41:32

keep them back, he stooped

41:34

and looked in through the

41:37

crevice in the wall. Soon,

41:39

raising his head again, he

41:42

struck twice or thrice upon

41:44

the door. Evidently with no

41:46

other object than to make

41:49

a noise there. With the

41:51

same intention, he drew the

41:54

key across it. three or

41:56

four times before he put

41:59

it clumsily into the lock

42:01

and turned it as heavily

42:04

as he could. The door

42:06

slowly opened inward under his

42:09

hand and he looked into

42:11

the room and said something.

42:14

A faint voice answered something.

42:16

Little more than a single

42:19

syllable could have been spoken

42:21

on either side. He looked

42:24

back over his shoulder and

42:26

beckoned them to enter. Mr.

42:30

Lorry got his arm

42:33

securely round the daughter's

42:35

waist and held her,

42:37

for he felt that

42:39

she was sinking. A-a-a-a

42:41

business, business. He urged,

42:43

with a moisture that

42:45

was not of business

42:47

shining on his cheek.

42:50

Come in, come in,

42:52

I'm afraid of it.

42:54

I'm afraid of it.

42:56

I mean... of him,

42:58

of my father. Rendered

43:00

in a manner desperate

43:02

by her state and

43:04

by the beckoning of

43:07

their conductor, he drew

43:09

over his neck the

43:11

arm that shook upon

43:13

his shoulder, lifted her

43:15

a little, and hurried

43:17

her into the room.

43:19

He sat her down

43:21

just within the door,

43:24

and held her clinging

43:26

to him. The

43:29

phage drew out the key,

43:31

closed the door, locked it

43:33

on the inside, took out

43:36

the key again, and held

43:38

it in his hand. All

43:40

this he did methodically, and

43:43

with as loud and harsh

43:45

an accompaniment of noise as

43:48

he could make. Finally, he

43:50

walked across the room with

43:52

a measured tread to where

43:55

the window was. He stopped

43:57

there. and faced round. The

44:02

garret, built to be a

44:04

depository for firewood and the

44:06

like, was dim and dark,

44:09

for the window of dormer

44:11

shape was in truth a

44:13

door in the roof, with

44:16

a little crane over it,

44:18

for the hoisting up of

44:20

the stores from the street.

44:23

Unglazed in closing up the

44:25

middle in two pieces, like

44:27

any other door of French

44:29

construction. To

44:32

exclude the cold, one

44:34

half of this door

44:36

was fasted closed, and

44:38

the other was opened,

44:40

but a very little

44:42

way. Such a scanty

44:44

portion of light was

44:47

admitted through these means,

44:49

but it was difficult

44:51

on first coming in

44:53

to see anything. And

44:55

long habit alone could

44:57

have slowly formed in

44:59

anyone. the ability to

45:01

do any work requiring

45:03

nicety in such obscurity.

45:05

Yet work of that

45:07

kind was being done

45:09

in the garret. Four,

45:12

with his back towards

45:14

the door, and his

45:16

face towards the window,

45:18

where the keeper of

45:20

the wine shop stood,

45:22

looking at him. A

45:24

white-haired man sat on

45:26

a low bench. stooping

45:28

forward and very busy

45:30

making shoes. You