d, warmly, “You have mentioned

that before, sir. We men of business, who serve a House, are not

our own masters. We have to think of the House more than

ourselves.”

“I know, I know,” rejoined Mr. Carton, carelessly. “Don’t be

nettled, Mr. Lorry. You are as good as another, I have no doubt:

better, I daresay.”

“And indeed, sir,” pursued Mr. Lorry, not minding him, “I

really don’t know what you have to do with the matter. If you’ll

excuse me, as very much your elder, for saying so, I really don’t

know that it is your business.”

“Business! Bless you, I have no business,” said Mr. Carton.

“It is a pity you have not, sir.”

“I think so, too.”

“If you had,” pursued Mr. Lorry, “perhaps you would attend to

it.”

“Lord love you, no!I shouldn’t,” said Mr. Carton.

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“Well, sir!” cried Mr. Lorry, thoroughly heated by his

indifference, “business is a very good thing, and a very respectable

thing. And, sir, if business imposes its restraints and its silences

and impediments, Mr. Darnay as a young gentleman of generosity

knows how to make allowance for that circumstance. Mr. Darnay,

good night, God bless you, sir! I hope you have been this day

preserved for a prosperous and happy life.Chair there!”

Perhaps a little angry with himself, as well as with the barrister,