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‘I hope； sir；' pleaded the abashed Mr。 Cruncher； ‘that a gentleman like yourself wot I've had the honour of odd jobbing till I'm grey at it； would 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 took 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 medical doctors at the present hour； a picking up their guineas where a honest tradesman don't pick up his fardensfardens！ no； nor yet his half fardenshalf fardens！ no； nor yet his quartera banking away like smoke at Tellson's； and a cocking their medical eyes at that tradesman on the sly； a going in and going out to their own carriagesah！ equally like smoke； if not more so。 Well； that 'ud be imposing； too； on Tellson's。 For you cannot sarse the goose and not the gander。 And here's Mrs。 Cruncher； or leastways wos in the Old England times； and would be to…morrow； if cause given； a floppin' again the business to that degree as is ruinating stark ruinating！ Whereas them medical doctors' wives don't flopcatch 'em at it！ Or； if they flop； their floppings goes in favour of more patients； and how can you rightly have one without the t'other？ Then； wot with undertakers； and wot with parish clerks； and wot with sextons； and wot with private watchmen （all awaricious and all in it）； a man wouldn't get much by it； even if it wos so。 And 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 along to be out of the line； if he could see his way out； being once ineven if it wos so。'
‘Ugh！' cried Mr。 Lorry； rather relenting； nevertheless。 ‘I am shocked at the sight of you。'
‘Now； what I would humbly offer to you； sir；' pursued Mr。 Cruncher； ‘even if it wos so； which I don't say it is…'
‘Don't prevaricate；' said Mr。 Lorry。
‘No； I will not； sir；' returned Mr。 Cruncher； as if nothing were further from his thoughts or practice‘which I don't say it iswot I would humbly offer to you； sir； would be this。 Upon that there stool； at that there Bar； sets that there boy of mine； brought up and growed up to be a man； wot will errand you； message you； general…light…job you； till your heels is where your 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 you； sir）； let that there boy keep his father's place； and take care of his mother； don't blow upon that boy's fatherdo not do it； sirand let that father go into the line of the reg'lar diggin'； and make amends for what he would have un…dugif it wos soby diggin' of 'em in with a will； and with conwictions respectin' the futur' keepin' of 'em safe。 That； Mr。 Lorry；' said Mr。 Cruncher； wiping his forehead with his arm； as an announcement that he had arrived at the peroration of his discourse； ‘is wot I would respectfully offer to you； sir。 A man don't see all this here a goin' on dreadful round him； in the way of Subjects without heads； dear me； plentiful enough fur to bring the price down to porterage and hardly that； without havin' his serious thoughts of things。 And these here would be mine； if it wos so； entreatin' 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' it back。'
‘That at least is true；' said Mr。 Lorry。 ‘Say no more now。 It may be that I shall yet stand your friend； if you deserve it； and； repent in actionnot in words。 I want no more
Mr。 Cruncher knuckled his forehead； as Sydney Carton and the spy returned from the dark room。 ‘Adieu； Mr。 Barsad；' said the former； ‘our arrangement thus made； you have nothing to fear from me。'
He sat down in a chair on the hearth； over against Mr。 Lorry。 When they were alone； Mr。 Lorry asked him what he had done？
‘Not much。 If it should go ill with the prisone I have ensured access to him； Once。'
Mr。 Lorry's countenance fell。
‘It is all I could do；' said Carton。 ‘To propose too much； would be to put this man's head under the axe； and； as he himself said； nothing worse could happen to him if he were denounced。 It was obviously the weakness of the position。 There is no help for it。'
‘But access to him；' said Mr。 Lorry； ‘if it should go ill before the Tribunal； will not save him。'
‘I never said it would。'
Mr。 Lorry's eyes gradually sought the fire； his sympathy with his darling； and the heavy disappointment of this second arrest； gradually weakened them； he was an old man now； overborne with anxiety of late； and his tears fell。
‘You are a good man and a true friend；' said Carton； in an altered voice。 ‘Forgive me if I notice that you are affected。 I could not see my father weep； and sit by； careless。 And I could not respect your sorrow more； if you； were my father。 You are free from that misfortune； however。
Though he said the last words； with a slip into his usual manner； there was a true feeling and respect both in his tone and in his touch； that Mr。 Lorry； who had never seen the better side of him； was wholly unprepared for。 He gave him his hand； and Carton gently pressed it。
‘To return to poor Darnay；' said Carton。 ‘Don't tell Her of this interview； or this arrangement。 It would not enable Her to go to see him。 She might think it was contrived； in case of the worst； to convey to him the means of anticipating the sentence。'
Mr。 Lorry had not thought of that； and he looked quickly at Carton to see if it were in his mind。 It seemed to be； he returned the look； and evidently understood it。
‘She might think a thousand things；' Carton said； ‘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 had 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； without that。 You are going to her； I hope？ She must be very desolate to…night。
‘I am going now； directly。'
‘I am glad of that。 She has such a strong attachment to you and reliance on you。 How does she look？'
‘Anxious and unhappy； but very beautiful。' ‘Ah！'
It was a long； grieving sound； like a sighalmost like a sob。 It attracted Mr。 Lorry's eyes to Cartons face； which was turned to the fire。 A light； or a shade （the old gentleman could not have said which）； passed from it as swiftly as a change will sweep over a hill…side on a wild bright day； and he lifted his foot to put back one of the little flaming logs； which was tumbling forward。 He wore the white riding…coat and topboots； then in vogue； and the light of the fire touching their light surfaces made him look very pale； with his long brown hair； all untrimmed； hanging loose about him。 His indifference to fire was sufficiently remarkable to elicit a word of remonstrance from Mr。 Lorry； his boot was still upon the hot embers of the flaming log； when it had broken under the weight of his foot。
‘I forgot it；' he said。
Mr。 Lorry's eyes were again attracted to his face。 Taking note of the wasted air which clouded the naturally handsome features； and having the expression of prisoners' faces fresh in his mind； he was strongly reminded of that expression。
‘And your duties here have drawn to an end； sir？' said Carton； turning to him。
‘Yes。 As