had never at all known him in his present character. For the first

time the Doctor felt, now, that his suffering was strength and

power. For the first time he felt that in that sharp fire, he had

slowly forged the iron which could break the prison door of his

daughter’s husband, and deliver him. “It all tended to a good end,

my friend; it was not mere waste and ruin. As my beloved child

was helpful in restoring me to myself, I will be helpful now in

restoring the dearest part of herself to her; by the aid of Heaven I

will do it!” Thus, Doctor Manette. And when Jarvis Lorry saw the

kindled eyes, the resolute face, the calm strong look and bearing of

the man whose life always seemed to him to have been stopped,

like a clock, for so many years, and then set going again with an

energy which had lain dormant during the cessation of its

usefulness, he believed.

Greater things than the Doctor had at that time to contend

with, would have yielded before his persevering purpose. While he

kept himself in his place, as a physician, whose business was with

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all degrees of mankind, bond and free, rich and poor, bad and

good, he used his personal influence so wisely, that he was soon

the inspecting physician of three prisons, and among them of La

Force. He could now assure Lucie that her husband was no longer