"Here, in Paris?"
"Has been here some days--three or four--I don't know how many--I 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 courtyard.
"What is that noise?" said the Doctor, turning towards the window.
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"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:
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