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For a moment, he held the fair face from him to look at the wellremembered

expression on the forehead, and then laid the bright

golden hair against his little brown wig, with a genuine tenderness

and delicacy which, if such things be old-fashioned, were as old as

Adam.

The door of the Doctor’s room opened, and he came out with

Charles Darnay. He was so deadly palewhich had not been the

case when they went in togetherthat no vestige of colour was to

be seen in his face. But, in the composure of his manner he was

unaltered, except that to the shrewd glance of Mr. Lorry it

disclosed some shadowy indication that the old air of avoidance

and dread had lately passed over him, like a cold wind.

He gave his arm to his daughter, and took her downstairs to the

chariot which Mr. Lorry had hired in honour of the day. The rest

followed in another carriage, and soon, in a neighbouring church,

where no strange eyes looked on, Charles Darnay and Lucie

Manette were happily married.

Besides the glancing tears that shone among the smiles of the

little group when it was done, some diamonds, very bright and

sparkling, glanced on the bride’s hand, which were newly released

from the dark obscurity of one of Mr. Lorry’s pockets. They

returned home to breakfast, and all went well, and in due course

the golden hair that had mingled with the poor