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| 上市时间 | 2018 |
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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,
Mr. Lorry bustled into the chair, and was carried off to Tellson’s.
Carton, who smelt of port wine, and did not appear to be quite
sober, laughed then, and turned to Darnay:
“This is a strange chance that throws you and me together. This
must be a strange night to you, standing alone here with your
counterpart on these street stones?”
“I hardly seem yet,” returned Charles Darnay, “to belong to this
world again.”
“I don’t wonder at it; it’s not so long since you were pretty far
advanced on your way to another. You speak faintly.”
“I begin to think I am faint.”
“Then why the devil don’t you dine? I dined, myself, while
those numskulls were deliberating which world you should belong
to—this, or some other. Let me show you the nearest tavern to
dine well at.”
Drawing his arm through his own, he took him down Ludgatehill to Fleet Street, and so, up a covered way, into a tavern. Here,
they were shown into a little room, where Charles Darnay was
soon recruiting his strength with a good plain dinner and good
wine: while Carton sat opposite to him at the same table, with his
separate bottle of port before him, and his fully half-insolent
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manner upon him.
“Do you feel, yet, that you belong to this terrestrial scheme
again, Mr. Darnay?”
“I am frightfully confused regarding time and place; but I am so
far mended as to feel that.”
“It must be an immense satisfaction!”
He said it bitterly, and filled up his glass again: which was a
large one.
“As to me, the greatest desire I have, is to forget that I belong to
it. It has no good in it for me—except wine like this—nor I for it.
So we are not much alike in that particular. Indeed, I begin to
think we are not much alike in any particular, you and I.”
Confused by the emotion of the **d feeling his being there
with this Double of coarse deportment, to be like a dream, Charles
Darnay was at a loss how to answer; finally, answered not at all.
“Now your dinner is done,” Carton presently said, “why don’t
you call a health, Mr. Darnay; why don’t you give your toast?”
“What health? What toast?”
“Why, it’s on the tip of your tongue. It ought to be, it must be,
I’ll swear it’s there.”
“Miss Manette, then!”
“Miss Manette, then!”
Looking his companion full in the face while he drank the toast,
Carton flung his glass over his shoulder against the wall, where it
shivered to pieces; then, rang the bell, and ordered in another.
“That’s a fair young lady to hand to a coach in the dark, Mr.
Darnay!” he said, filling his new goblet.
A slight frown and a laconic, “Yes,” were the answer.
“That’s a fair young lady to be pitied by and wept for by! How
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does it feel? Is it worth being tried for one’s life, to be the object of
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