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1The Game Made While Sydney Carton and the Sheep of the prisons were in the adjoining dark room, speaking so low that not
2a sound was heard, Mr. Lorry looked at Jerry in considerable doubt and mistrust. That honest tradesman's manner of
3receiving the look, did not inspire confidence; he changed the leg on which he rested, as often as if he had fifty of
4those limbs, and were trying them all; he examined his finger-nails with a very questionable closeness of attention; and
5whenever Mr. Lorry's eye caught his, he was taken with that peculiar kind of short cough requiring the hollow of a hand
6before it, which is seldom, if ever, known to be an infirmity attendant on perfect openness of character. "Jerry," said
7Mr. Lorry. "Come here." Mr. Cruncher came forward sideways, with one of his shoulders in advance of him. "What have you
8been, besides a messenger?" After some cogitation, accompanied with an intent look at his patron, Mr. Cruncher conceived
9the luminous idea of replying, "Agicultooral character." "My mind misgives me much," said Mr. Lorry, angrily shaking a
10forefinger at him, "that you have used the respectable and great house of Tellson's as a blind, and that you have had an
11unlawful occupation of an infamous description. If you have, don't expect me to befriend you when you get back to
12England. If you have, don't expect me to keep your secret. Tellson's shall not be imposed upon." "I hope, sir," pleaded
13the abashed Mr. Cruncher, "that a gentleman like yourself wot I've had the honour of odd jobbing till I'm grey at it,
14would think twice about harming of me, even if it wos so--I don't say it is, but even if it wos. And which it is to be
15took into account that if it wos, it wouldn't, even then, be all o' one side. There'd be two sides to it. There might be
16medical doctors at the present hour, a picking up their guineas where a honest tradesman don't pick up his
17fardens--fardens! no, nor yet his half fardens--half fardens! no, nor yet his quarter--a banking away like smoke at
18Tellson's, and a cocking their medical eyes at that tradesman on the sly, a going in and going out to their own
19carriages--ah! equally like smoke, if not more so. Well, that 'ud be imposing, too, on Tellson's. For you cannot sarse
20the goose and not the gander. And here's Mrs. Cruncher, or leastways wos in the Old England times, and would be
21to-morrow, if cause given, a floppin' again the business to that degree as is ruinating--stark ruinating! Whereas them
22medical doctors' wives don't flop--catch 'em at it! Or, if they flop, their floppings goes in favour of more patients,
23and how can you rightly have one without t'other? Then, wot with undertakers, and wot with parish clerks, and wot with
24sextons, and wot with private watchmen (all awaricious and all in it), a man wouldn't get much by it, even if it wos so.
25And wot little a man did get, would never prosper with him, Mr. Lorry. He'd never have no good of it; he'd want all
26along to be out of the line, if he, could see his way out, being once in--even if it wos so." "Ugh!" cried Mr. Lorry,
27rather relenting, nevertheless, "I am shocked at the sight of you." "Now, what I would humbly offer to you, sir,"
28pursued Mr. Cruncher, "even if it wos so, which I don't say it is--" "Don't prevaricate," said Mr. Lorry. "No, I will
29not, sir," returned Mr. Crunches as if nothing were further from his thoughts or practice--"which I don't say it is--wot
30I would humbly offer to you, sir, would be this. Upon that there stool, at that there Bar, sets that there boy of mine,
31brought up and growed up to be a man, wot will errand you, message you, general-light-job you, till your heels is where
32your head is, if such should be your wishes. If it wos so, which I still don't say it is (for I will not prewaricate to
33you, sir), let that there boy keep his father's place, and take care of his mother; don't blow upon that boy's
34father--do not do it, sir--and let that father go into the line of the reg'lar diggin', and make amends for what he
35would have undug--if it wos so--by diggin' of 'em in with a will, and with conwictions respectin' the futur' keepin' of
36'em safe. That, Mr. Lorry," said Mr. Cruncher, wiping his forehead with his arm, as an announcement that he had arrived
37at the peroration of his discourse, "is wot I would respectfully offer to you, sir. A man don't see all this here a
38goin' on dreadful round him, in the way of Subjects without heads, dear me, plentiful enough fur to bring the price down
39to porterage and hardly that, without havin' his serious thoughts of things. And these here would be mine, if it wos so,
40entreatin' of you fur to bear in mind that wot I said just now, I up and said in the good cause when I might have kep'
41it back." "That at least is true," said Mr. Lorry. "Say no more now. It may be that I shall yet stand your friend, if
42you deserve it, and repent in action--not in words. I want no more words." Mr. Cruncher knuckled his forehead, as Sydney
43Carton and the spy returned from the dark room. "Adieu, Mr. Barsad," said the former; "our arrangement thus made, you
44have nothing to fear from me." He sat down in a chair on the hearth, over against Mr. Lorry. When they were alone, Mr.
45Lorry asked him what he had done? "Not much. If it should go ill with the prisoner, I have ensured access to him, once."
46Mr. Lorry's countenance fell. "It is all I could do," said Carton. "To propose too much, would be to put this man's head
47under the axe, and, as he himself said, nothing worse could happen to him if he were denounced. It was obviously the
48weakness of the position. There is no help for it." "But access to him," said Mr. Lorry, "if it should go ill before the
49Tribunal, will not save him." "I never said it would." Mr. Lorry's eyes gradually sought the fire; his sympathy with his
50darling, and the heavy disappointment of his second arrest, gradually weakened them; he was an old man now, overborne
51with anxiety of late, and his tears fell. "You are a good man and a true friend," said Carton, in an altered voice.
52"Forgive me if I notice that you are affected. I could not see my father weep, and sit by, careless. And I could not
53respect your sorrow more, if you were my father. You are free from that misfortune, however." Though he said the last
54words, with a slip into his usual manner, there was a true feeling and respect both in his tone and in his touch, that
55Mr. Lorry, who had never seen the better side of him, was wholly unprepared for. He gave him his hand, and Carton gently
56pressed it. "To return to poor Darnay," said Carton. "Don't tell Her of this interview, or this arrangement. It would
57not enable Her to go to see him. She might think it was contrived, in case of the worse, to convey to him the means of
58anticipating the sentence." Mr. Lorry had not thought of that, and he looked quickly at Carton to see if it were in his
59mind. It seemed to be; he returned the look, and evidently understood it. "She might think a thousand things," Carton
60said, "and any of them would only add to her trouble. Don't speak of me to her. As I said to you when I first came, I
61had better not see her. I can put my hand out, to do any little helpful work for her that my hand can find to do,
62without that. You are going to her, I hope? She must be very desolate to-night." "I am going now, directly." "I am glad
63of that. She has such a strong attachment to you and reliance on you. How does she look?" "Anxious and unhappy, but very
64beautiful." "Ah!"
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