that will bind you yet more tenderly and strongly to the home you

so adornthe dearest ties that will ever grace and gladden you. O

Miss Manette, when the little picture of a happy father’s face looks

up in yours, when you see your own bright beauty spring up anew

at your feet, think now and then that there is a man who would

give his life, to keep a life you love beside you!”

He said, “Farewell!” said a last “God bless you!” and left her.

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Chapter XX

THE HONEST TRADESMAN

To the eyes of Mr. Jeremiah Cruncher, sitting on his stool in

Fleet Street with his grisly urchin beside him, a vast

number and variety of objects in movement were every

day presented. Who could sit upon anything in Fleet Street during

the busy hours of the day, and not be dazed and deafened by two

immense processions, one ever tending westward with the sun,

the other ever tending eastward from the sun, both ever tending to

the plains beyond the range of red and purple where the sun goes

down!

With his straw in his mouth, Mr. Cruncher sat watching the two

streams, like the heathen rustic who has for several centuries been

on duty watching one streamsaving that Jerry had no

expectation of their ever running dry. Nor would it have been an

expectation of a hopeful kind, since a small part of his income was

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