tte, might not the fear go with it? In short, is it not a

concession to the misgiving, to keep the forge?”

There was another silence.

“You see, too,” said the Doctor, tremulously, “it is such an old

companion.”

“I would not keep it,” said Mr. Lorry, shaking his head; for he

gained in firmness as he saw the Doctor disquieted. “I would

recommend him to sacrifice it. I only want your authority. I am

sure it does no good. Come! Give me your authority, like a dear

good man. For his daughter’s sake, my dear Manette!”

Very strange to see what a struggle there was within him!

“In her name, then, let it be done; I sanction it. But, I would not

take it away while he was present. Let it be removed when he is

not there; let him miss his old companion after an absence.”

Mr. Lorry readily engaged for that, and the conference was

ended. They passed the day in the country, and the Doctor was

quite restored. On the three following days he remained perfectly

well, and on the fourteenth day he went away to join Lucie and

her husband. The precaution that had been taken to account for

his silence, Mr. Lorry had previously explained to him, and he had

written to Lucie in accordance with it, and she had no suspicions.

On the night of the day on which he left the house, Mr. Lorry

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