manner of occasionally clasping his head in his hands； that had not been seen in him before； yet； he had some pleasure in the mere sound of his daughter's voice； and invariably turned to it when she spoke。
In the submissive way of one long accustomed to obey under coercion； he ate and drank what they gave him to eat and drink； and put on the cloak and other wrappings； that they gave him to wear。 He readily responded to his daughter's drawing her arm through his； and tookand kepther hand in both his own。
They began to descend； Monsieur Defarge going first with the lamp； Mr。 Lorry closing the little procession。 They had not traversed many steps of the long main staircase when he stopped； and stared at the roof and round at the walls。
‘You remember the place； my father？ You remember coming up here？
‘What did you say？'
But； before she could repeat the question； he murmured an answer as if she had repeated it。
‘Remember？ No； I don't remember。 It was so very long ago。'
That he had no recollection whatever of his having been brought from his prison to that house； was apparent to them。 They heard him mutter； ‘One Hundred and Five； North Tower；' and when he looked about him； it evidently was for the strong fortress…walls which had long encompassed him。 On their reaching the courtyard he instinctively altered his tread； as being in expectation of a drawbridge； and when there was no drawbridge； and he saw the carriage waiting in the open street； he dropped his daughter's hand and clasped his head again。
No crowd was about the door； no people were discernible at any of the many windows； not even a chance passer…by was in the street。 An unnatural silence and desertion reigned there。 Only one soul has to be seen； and that was Madame Defargewho leaned against the door…post； knitting； and saw nothing。
The prisoner had got into a coach； and his daughter had followed him； when Mr。 Lorry's feet were arrested on the step by his asking； miserably； for his shoemaking tools and the unfinished shoes。 Madame Defarge immediately called to her husband that she would get them； and went； knitting； out of the lamplight； through the court…yard。 She quickly brought them down and handed them in ；and immediately afterwards leaned against the door…post； knitting； and saw nothing。
Defarge got upon the box； and gave the word ‘To the Barrier！' The postilion cracked his whip； and they clattered away under the Feeble over swinging lamps。
Under the over…swinging lampsswinging ever brighter in the better streets； and ever dimmer in the worseand by lighted shops； gay crowds； illuminated coffee…houses； and theatre…doors； to one of the city gates。 Soldiers with lanterns； at the guard…house there。 ‘Your papers； travellers！' ‘See here then； Monsieur the Officer；' said Defarge； getting down； and taking him gravely apart； ‘these are the papers of monsieur inside； with the white head。 They were consigned to me； with him； at the…' He dropped his voice； there was a flutter among the military lanterns； and one of them being handed into the coach by an arm in uniform； the eyes connected with the arm looked； not an every…day or an every…night look； at monsieur with the white head。 ‘It is well。 Forward！' from the uniform。 ‘Adieu！' from Defarge。 And so； under a short grove of feebler and feebler over swinging lamps； out under the great grove of stars。
Beneath that arch of unmoved and eternal lights； some； so remote from this little earth that the learned tell us it is doubtful whether their rays have even yet discovered it； as a point in space where anything is suffered or done： the shadows of the night were broad and black。 All through the cold and restless interval； until dawn； they once more whispered in the ears of Mr。 Jarvis Lorrysitting opposite the buried man who had been dug out； and wondering what subtle powers were for ever lost to him； and what were capable of restorationthe old inquiry：
‘I hope you care to be recalled to life？'
And the old answer：
‘I can't say。'
THE END OF THE FIRST BOOK
BOOK THE SECOND
THE GOLDEN THREAD
CHAPTER I
Five Years Later
TELLSON'S Bank by Temple Bar was an old…fashioned place； even in the year one thousand seven hundred and eighty。 It was very small； very dark； very ugly； very incommodious。 It was an old…fashioned place； moreover； in the moral attribute that the partners in the House were proud of its smallness； proud of its darkness； proud of its ugliness； proud of its incommodiousness。 They were even boastful of its eminence in those particulars； and were fired by an empress conviction that； if it were less objectionable； it would be less respectable。 This was no passive belief； but an active weapon which they flashed at more convenient places of business。 Tellson's （they said） wanted no elbow…room； Tellson's wanted no light； Tellson's wanted no embellishment。 Noakes and Co。's might； or Snooks Brothers' might； but Tellson's； thank Heaven！…
Any one of these partners would have disinherited his son on the question of rebuilding Tellson's。 In this respect the House was much on a par with the Country； which did very often disinherit its sons for suggesting improvements in laws and customs that had long been highly objectionable； but were only the more respectable。
Thus it had come to pass； that Tellson's was the triumphant perfection of inconvenience。 After bursting open a door of idiotic obstinacy with a weak rattle in its throat； you fell into Tellson's down two steps； and came to your senses in a miser…able little shop； with two little counters； where the oldest of men made your cheque shake as if the wind rustled it； while they examined the signature by the dingiest of windows； which were always under a shower…bath of mud from Fleet…street； and which were made the dingier by their own iron bars proper； and the heavy shadow of Temple Bar。 If your business necessitated your seeing ‘the House；' you were put into a species of Condemned Hold at the back； where you meditated on a misspent life； until the House came with its hands in its pockets； and you could hardly blink at it in the dismal twilight。 Your money came out of' or went into； wormy old wooden drawers； particles of which flew up your nose and down your throat when they were opened and shut。 Your bank…notes had a musty odour； as if they were fast decomposing into rags again。 Your plate was stowed away among the neighbouring cesspools； and evil communications corrupted its good polish in a day or two。 Your deeds got into extemporised strong…rooms made of kitchens and sculleries； and fretted all the fat out of their parchments into the banking house air。 Your lighter boxes of family papers went up…stairs into a Barmecide room； that always had a great dining…table in it and never had a dinner； and where； even in the year one thousand seven hundred and eighty； the first letters written to you by your old love； or by your little children； were but newly released from the horror of being ogled through the windows； by the heads exposed on Temple Bar with an insensate brutality and ferocity worthy of Abyssinia or Ashantee。
But indeed； at that time； putting to death was a recipe much in vogue with all trades and professions； and not least of all with Tellson's。 Death is Nature's remedy for all things； and why not Legislation's？ Accordingly； the forger was put to death； the utterer of a bad note was put to Death； the unlawful opener of a letter was put to Death； the purloiner of forty shillings and sixpence was put to Death； the holder of a horse at Tellson's door； who made off with it； was put to Death； the coiner of a bad shilling was put to Death； the sounders of three…fourths of the notes in the whole gamut of Grime； were put to Death。 Not that it did the least good in the way of preventionit might almost have been worth remarking that the fact was exactly the reversebut； it cleared off （as to this world） the trouble of each particular case； and left nothing else connected with it to be looked after。 Thus； Tellson's； in its day； like greater places of business； its contemporaries； had taken so many lives； that； if the heads laid low before it had been ranged on Temple Bar instead of being privately disposed of' they would probably have excluded what little light the ground floor had； in a rather significant manner。
Cramped in all kinds of dim cupboards and hutches at Tellson's； the oldest of men carried on the business gravely。
When they took a young man into Tellson's London house； they hid him somewhere till he was old。 They kept him in a dark place； like a cheese； until he had the full Tellson flavour and blue…mould upon him。 Then only was he permitted to be seen； spectacularly poring over large books； and casting his breeches and gaiters into the general weight of the establishment。
Outside Tellson'snever by any means in it； unless called inwas an odd…job…man； an occasional porter and messenger； who served as the live sign of the house。 He was never absent during business hours； unless upon an errand； and then he was represented by his son： a grisly urchin of twelve； who was his express image。 People understood that Tellson's； in a stately way； tolerated the odd…job…man。 The house had always tolerated some person in that capacity； and time and tide had drifted this person to the post。 His surname was Cruncher； and on the youthful occasion of his renouncing by proxy the works of darkness； in the easterly parish church of Houndsditch； he had received the added appellation of Jerry。
The scene was Mr。 Cruncher's private lodging in Hanging…sword…alley； Whitefriars： the time； half…past seven of the clock on a windy March morning； Anno Domini seventeen hundred and eighty。 （Mr。 Cruncher himself always spoke of the year of our Lord as Anna Dominoes： apparently under the impression that the Christian era dated from the invention of a popular game； by a lady who had bestowed her name upon it。）
Mr。 Cruncher's apartments were not in a savoury neighbourhood； and were but two in number； even if a closet with a single pane of glass in it might be counted as one。 But they were very decently kept。 Early as it was； on the windy March morning； the room in which he lay a…bed was already scrubbed throughout； and between the cups and saucers arr