opening his mind to Doctor Manette. It

was the close of the summer day, and he knew Lucie to be out

with Miss Pross.

He found the Doctor reading in his armchair at a window. The

energy which had at once supported him under his old sufferings

and aggravated their sharpness, had been gradually restored to

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him. He was now a very energetic man indeed, with great firmness

of purpose, strength of resolution, and vigour of action. In his

recovered energy he was sometimes a little fitful and sudden, as he

had at first been in the exercise of his other recovered faculties;

but, this had never been frequently observable, and had grown

more and more rare.

He studied much, slept little, sustained a great deal of fatigue

with ease, and was equably cheerful. To him, now entered Charles

Darnay, at sight of whom he laid aside his book and held out his

hand.

“Charles Darnay! I rejoice to see you. We have been counting

on your return these three or four days past. Mr. Stryver and

Sydney Carton were both here yesterday, and both made you out

to be more than due.”

“I am obliged to them for their interest in the matter,” he

answered, a little coldly as to them, though very warmly as to the

Doctor. “Miss Manette“

“Is well,” said the Doctor, as he stopped short, “and your return

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