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the wine-shop, in the suburb of Saint Antoine in Paris.
“I wonder,” said Mr. Lorry, pausing in his looking about, “that
he keeps that reminder of his sufferings about him!”
“And why wonder at that?” was the abrupt inquiry that made
him start.
It proceeded from Miss Pross, the wild red woman, strong of
hand, whose acquaintance he had first made at the Royal George
Hotel at Dover, and had since improved.
“I should have thought—” Mr. Lorry began.
“Pooh! You’d have thought!” said Miss Pross; and Mr. Lorry
left off.
“How do you do?” inquired that lady then—sharply, and yet as
if to express that she bore him no malice.
“I am pretty well, I thank you,” answered Mr. Lorry, with
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meekness; “how are you?”
“Nothing to boast of,” said Miss Pross.
“Indeed?”
“Ah! indeed!” said Miss Pross. “I am very much put out about
my Ladybird.”
“Indeed?”
“For gracious sake say something else besides ‘indeed,’ or you’ll
fidget me to death,” said Miss Pross: whose character (dissociated
from stature) was shortness.
“Really, then?” said Mr. Lorry, as an amendment.
“Really, is bad enough,” returned Miss Pross, “but better. Yes, I
am very much put out.”
“May I ask the cause?”
“I don’t want dozens of people who are not at all worthy of
Ladybird, to come here looking after her,” said Miss Pross.
“Do dozens come for that purpose?”
“Hundreds,” said Miss Pross.
It was characteristic of this lady (as of some other people before
her time and since), that whenever her original proposition was
questioned, she exaggerated it.
“Dear me!” said Mr. Lorry, as the safest remark he could think
of.
“I have lived with the darling—or the darling has lived with me,
and paid me for it; which she certainly should never have done,
you may take your affidavit, if I could have afforded to keep either
myself or her for nothing—since she was ten years old. And it’s
really very hard,” said Miss Pross.
Not seeing with precision what was very hard, Mr. Lorry shook
his head; using that important part of himself as a sort of fairy
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cloak that would fit anything.
“All sorts of people who are not in the least degree worthy of
the pet, are always turning up,” said Miss Pross. “When you began
it—”
“I began it, Miss Pross?”
“Didn’t you? Who brought her father to life?”
“Oh! If that was beginning it—” said Mr. Lorry.
“It wasn’t ending it, I suppose? I say, when you began it, it was
hard enough; not that I have any fault to find with Doctor Manette,
except that he is not worthy of such a daughter, which is no
imputation on him, for it was not to be expected that anybody
should be, under any circumstances. But it really is doubly and
trebly hard to have crowds and multitudes of people turning up
after him (I could have forgiven him), to take Ladybird’s affections
away from me.”
Mr. Lorry knew Miss Pross to be very jealous, but he also knew
her by this time to be, beneath the surface of her eccentricity, one
of those unselfish creatures—found only among women—who will,
for pure love and admiration, bind themselves willing slaves, to
youth when th