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1A Plea When the newly-married pair came home, the first person who appeared, to offer his congratulations, was Sydney
2Carton. They had not been at home many hours, when he presented himself. He was not improved in habits, or in looks, or
3in manner; but there was a certain rugged air of fidelity about him, which was new to the observation of Charles Darnay.
4He watched his opportunity of taking Darnay aside into a window, and of speaking to him when no one overheard. "Mr.
5Darnay," said Carton, "I wish we might be friends." "We are already friends, I hope." "You are good enough to say so, as
6a fashion of speech; but, I don't mean any fashion of speech. Indeed, when I say I wish we might be friends, I scarcely
7mean quite that, either." Charles Darnay--as was natural--asked him, in all good-humour and good-fellowship, what he did
8mean? "Upon my life," said Carton, smiling, "I find that easier to comprehend in my own mind, than to convey to yours.
9However, let me try. You remember a certain famous occasion when I was more drunk than--than usual?" "I remember a
10certain famous occasion when you forced me to confess that you had been drinking." "I remember it too. The curse of
11those occasions is heavy upon me, for I always remember them. I hope it may be taken into account one day, when all days
12are at an end for me! Don't be alarmed; I am not going to preach." "I am not at all alarmed. Earnestness in you, is
13anything but alarming to me." "Ah!" said Carton, with a careless wave of his hand, as if he waved that away. "On the
14drunken occasion in question (one of a large number, as you know), I was insufferable about liking you, and not liking
15you. I wish you would forget it." "I forgot it long ago." "Fashion of speech again! But, Mr. Darnay, oblivion is not so
16easy to me, as you represent it to be to you. I have by no means forgotten it, and a light answer does not help me to
17forget it." "If it was a light answer," returned Darnay, "I beg your forgiveness for it. I had no other object than to
18turn a slight thing, which, to my surprise, seems to trouble you too much, aside. I declare to you, on the faith of a
19gentleman, that I have long dismissed it from my mind. Good Heaven, what was there to dismiss! Have I had nothing more
20important to remember, in the great service you rendered me that day?" "As to the great service," said Carton, "I am
21bound to avow to you, when you speak of it in that way, that it was mere professional claptrap, I don't know that I
22cared what became of you, when I rendered it.--Mind! I say when I rendered it; I am speaking of the past." "You make
23light of the obligation," returned Darnay, "but I will not quarrel with your light answer." "Genuine truth, Mr. Darnay,
24trust me! I have gone aside from my purpose; I was speaking about our being friends. Now, you know me; you know I am
25incapable of all the higher and better flights of men. If you doubt it, ask Stryver, and he'll tell you so." "I prefer
26to form my own opinion, without the aid of his." "Well! At any rate you know me as a dissolute dog, who has never done
27any good, and never will." "I don't know that you 'never will.'" "But I do, and you must take my word for it. Well! If
28you could endure to have such a worthless fellow, and a fellow of such indifferent reputation, coming and going at odd
29times, I should ask that I might be permitted to come and go as a privileged person here; that I might be regarded as an
30useless (and I would add, if it were not for the resemblance I detected between you and me, an unornamental) piece of
31furniture, tolerated for its old service, and taken no notice of. I doubt if I should abuse the permission. It is a
32hundred to one if I should avail myself of it four times in a year. It would satisfy me, I dare say, to know that I had
33it." "Will you try?" "That is another way of saying that I am placed on the footing I have indicated. I thank you,
34Darnay. I may use that freedom with your name?" "I think so, Carton, by this time." They shook hands upon it, and Sydney
35turned away. Within a minute afterwards, he was, to all outward appearance, as unsubstantial as ever. When he was gone,
36and in the course of an evening passed with Miss Pross, the Doctor, and Mr. Lorry, Charles Darnay made some mention of
37this conversation in general terms, and spoke of Sydney Carton as a problem of carelessness and recklessness. He spoke
38of him, in short, not bitterly or meaning to bear hard upon him, but as anybody might who saw him as he showed himself.
39He had no idea that this could dwell in the thoughts of his fair young wife; but, when he afterwards joined her in their
40own rooms, he found her waiting for him with the old pretty lifting of the forehead strongly marked. "We are thoughtful
41to-night!" said Darnay, drawing his arm about her. "Yes, dearest Charles," with her hands on his breast, and the
42inquiring and attentive expression fixed upon him; "we are rather thoughtful to-night, for we have something on our mind
43to-night." "What is it, my Lucie?" "Will you promise not to press one question on me, if I beg you not to ask it?" "Will
44I promise? What will I not promise to my Love?" What, indeed, with his hand putting aside the golden hair from the
45cheek, and his other hand against the heart that beat for him! "I think, Charles, poor Mr. Carton deserves more
46consideration and respect than you expressed for him to-night." "Indeed, my own? Why so?" "That is what you are not to
47ask me. But I think--I know--he does." "If you know it, it is enough. What would you have me do, my Life?" "I would ask
48you, dearest, to be very generous with him always, and very lenient on his faults when he is not by. I would ask you to
49believe that he has a heart he very, very seldom reveals, and that there are deep wounds in it. My dear, I have seen it
50bleeding." "It is a painful reflection to me," said Charles Darnay, quite astounded, "that I should have done him any
51wrong. I never thought this of him." "My husband, it is so. I fear he is not to be reclaimed; there is scarcely a hope
52that anything in his character or fortunes is reparable now. But, I am sure that he is capable of good things, gentle
53things, even magnanimous things." She looked so beautiful in the purity of her faith in this lost man, that her husband
54could have looked at her as she was for hours. "And, O my dearest Love!" she urged, clinging nearer to him, laying her
55head upon his breast, and raising her eyes to his, "remember how strong we are in our happiness, and how weak he is in
56his misery!" The supplication touched him home. "I will always remember it, dear Heart! I will remember it as long as I
57live." He bent over the golden head, and put the rosy lips to his, and folded her in his arms. If one forlorn wanderer
58then pacing the dark streets, could have heard her innocent disclosure, and could have seen the drops of pity kissed
59away by her husband from the soft blue eyes so loving of that husband, he might have cried to the night--and the words
60would not have parted from his lips for the first time-- "God bless her for her sweet compassion!"
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