a tale of two cities(双城记)-第64章
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s no other than the same Monseigneur； the preparation of whose chocolate for whose lips had once occupied three strong men besides the cook in question。
Monseigneur gone； and the three strong men absolving themselves from the sin of having drawn his high wages； by being more than ready and willing to cut his throat on the altar of the dawning Republic one and indivisible of Liberty； Equality； Fraternity； or Death； Monseigneur's house had been first sequestrated； and then confiscated。 For； all things moved so fast； and decree followed decree with that fierce precipitation； that now upon the third night of the autumn month of September； patriot emissaries of the law were in possession of Monseigneur's house； and had marked it with the tricolour； and were drinking brandy in its state apartments。
A place of business in London like Tellson's place of business in Paris； would soon have driven the House out of its mind and into the Gazette。 For； what would staid British responsibility and respectability have said to orange…trees in boxes in a Bank court…yard； and even to a Cupid over the counter？ Yet such things were。 Tellson's had whitewashed the Cupid； but he was still to be seen on the ceiling； in the coolest linen； aiming （as he very often does） at money from morning to night。 Bankruptcy must inevitably have come of this young Pagan； in Lombard street； London； and also of a curtained alcove in the rear of the immortal boy； and also of a looking…glass let into the wall； and also of clerks not at all old； who danced in public on the slightest provocation。 Yet； a French Tellson's could get on with these things exceedingly well； and； as long as the times held together； no man had taken fright at them； and drawn out his money。
What money would be drawn out of Tellson's henceforth； and what would lie there； lost and forgotten； what plate and jewels would tarnish in Tellson's hiding…places； while the depositors rusted in prisons； and when they should have violently perished； how many accounts with Tellson's never to be balanced in this world； must be carried over into the next； no man could have said； that night； any more than Mr。 Jarvis Lorry could； though he thought heavily of these questions。 He sat by a newly…lighted wood fire （the blighted and unfruitful year was prematurely cold）； and on his honest and courageous face there was a deeper shade than the pendent lamp could throw； or any object in the room distortedly reflecta shade of horror。
He occupied rooms in the Bank； in his fidelity to the House of which he had grown to be a part； like a strong root…ivy。 It chanced that they derived a kind of security from the patriotic occupation of the main building； but the true…hearted old gentleman never calculated about that。 All such circumstances were indifferent to him； so that he did his duty。 On the opposite side of the court…yard； under a colonnade； was extensive standing for carriageswhere； indeed； some carriages of Monseigneur yet stood。 Against two of the pillars were fastened two great flaring flambeaux； and in the light of these； standing out in the open air； was a large grindstone： a roughly mounted thing which appeared to have hurriedly been brought there from some neighbouring smithy； or other workshop。 Rising and looking out of window at these harmless objects； Mr。 Lorry shivered； and retired to his seat by the fire。 He had opened； not only the glass window； but the lattice blind outside it； and he had closed both again； and he shivered through his frame。
From the streets beyond the high wall and the strong gate； there came the usual night hum of the city； with now and then an indescribable ring in it； weird and unearthly； as if some unwonted sounds of a terrible nature were going up to Heaven。
‘Thank God；' said Mr。 Lorry； clasping his hands； ‘that no one near and dear to me is in this dreadful town to…night。 May He have mercy on all who are in danger！'
Soon afterwards； the bell at the great gate sounded； and he thought； ‘They have come back！' and sat listening。 But； there was no loud irruption into the court…yard； as he had expected； and he heard the gate clash again； and all was quiet。
The nervousness and dread that were upon him inspired that vague uneasiness respecting the Bank； which a great change would naturally awaken； with such feelings roused。 It was well guarded； and he got up to go among the trusty people who were watching it； then his door suddenly opened； and two figures rushed in； at sight of which he fell back in amazement。
Lucie and her father！ Lucie with her arms stretched out to him； and with that old look of earnestness so concentrated and intensified； that it seemed as though it had been stamped upon her face expressly to give force and power to it in this one passage of her life。
‘What is this？' cried Mr。 Lorry； breathless and confused。 ‘What is the matter？ Lucie！ Manette！ What has happened？ What has brought you here？ What is it？'
With the look fixed upon him； in her paleness and wildness； she panted out in his arms； imploringly； ‘O my dear friend！ My husband！'
‘Your husband； Lucie？'
‘Charles。'
‘What of Charles？'
‘Here。'
‘Here； in Paris？'
‘Has been here some daysthree or fourI don't know how manyI can't collect my thoughts。 An errand of generosity brought him here unknown to us； he was stopped at the barrier； and sent to prison。'
The old man uttered an irrepressible cry。 Almost at the same moment； the bell of the great gate rang again； and a loud noise of feet and voices came pouring into the court…yard。
‘What is that noise？' said the Doctor； turning towards the window。
‘Don't look！' cried Mr。 Lorry。 ‘Don't look out！ Manette； for your life； don't touch the blind！'
The Doctor turned； with his hand upon the fastening of the window； and said； with a cool bold smile：
‘My dear friend； I have a charmed life in this city。 I have been a Bastille prisoner。 There is no patriot in Parisin Paris？ In Francewho； knowing me to have been a prisoner in the Bastille； would touch me； except to overwhelm me with embraces； or carry me in triumph。 My old pain has given me a power that has brought us through the barrier； and gained us news of Charles there； and brought us here。 I knew it would be so； I knew I could help Charles out of all danger； I told Lucie so。What is that noise？' His hand was again upon the window。
‘Don't look！' cried Mr。 Lorry； absolutely desperate。 ‘No； Lucie； my dear； nor you！' He got his arm round her； and held her。 ‘Don't be so terrified； my love。 I solemnly swear to you that I know of no harm having happened to Charles； that I had no suspicion even of his being in this fatal place。 What prison is he in？'
‘La Force！'
‘La Force！ Lucie； my child； if ever you were brave and serviceable in your lifeand you were always bothyou will compose yourself now； to do exactly as I bid you； for more depends upon it than you can think； or I can say。 There is no help for you in any action on your part to…night； you cannot possibly stir out。 I say this； because what I must bid you to do for Charles's sake； is the hardest thing to do of all。 You must instantly be obedient； still； and quiet。 You must let me put you in a room at the back here。 You must leave your father and me alone for two minutes； and as there are Life and Death in the world you must not delay。'
‘I will be submissive to you。 I see in your face that you know I can do nothing else than this。 I know you are true。'
The old man kissed her； and hurried her into his room； and turned the key； then； came hurrying back to the Doctor； and opened the window and partly opened the blind； and put his hand upon the Doctor's arm； and looked out with him into the court…yard。
Looked out upon a throng of men and women： not enough in number； or near enough； to fill the court…yard： not more than forty or fifty in all。 The people in possession of the house had let them in at the gate； and they had rushed in to work at the grindstone； it had evidently been set up there for their purpose； as in a convenient and retired spot。
But； such awful workers； and such awful work！
The grindstone had a double handle； and； turning at it madly were two men； whose faces； as their long hair flapped back when the
