sheltering the wife of an emigrant prisoner under the Bank roof.

His own possessions, safety, life, he would have hazarded for Lucie

and her child, without a moment’s demur; but the great trust he

held was not his own, and as to that business charge he was a

strict man of business.

At first, his mind reverted to Defarge, and he thought of finding

out the wine-shop again and taking counsel with its master in

reference to the safest dwelling-place in the distracted state of the

city. But, the same consideration that suggested him, repudiated

him; he lived in the most violent Quarter, and doubtless was

influential there, and deep in its dangerous workings.

Noon coming, and the Doctor not returning, and every minute’s

delay tending to compromise Tellson’s, Mr. Lorry advised with

Lucie. She said that her father had spoken of hiring a lodging for a

short term, in that Quarter, near the Banking-house. As there was

no business objection to this, and as he foresaw that even if it were

all well with Charles, and he were to be released, he could not

hope to leave the city, Mr. Lorry went out in quest of such a

lodging, and found a suitable one, high up in a removed by-street

where the closed blinds in all the other windows of a high

melancholy square of buildings marked deserted homes.

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