the　Barrier；　but　which　he　did　not　doubt　would　be　found　among　the　papers　then　before　the　President。
  The　Doctor　had　taken　care　that　it　should　be　therehad　assured　him　that　it　would　be　thereand　at　this　stage　of　the　proceedings　it　was　produced　and　read。　Citizen　Gabelle　was　called　to　confirm　it；　and　did　so。　Citizen　Gabelle　hinted；　with　infinite　delicacy　and　politeness；　that　in　the　pressure　of　business　imposed　on　the　Tribunal　by　the　multitude　of　enemies　of　the　Republic　with　which　it　had　to　deal；　he　had　been　slightly　overlooked　in　his　prison　of　the　Abbayein　fact；　had　rather　passed　out　of　the　Tribunal's　patriotic　remembranceuntil　three　days　ago；　when　he　had　been　summoned　before　it；　and　had　been　set　at　liberty　on　the　Jury's　declaring　themselves　satisfied　that　the　accusation　against　him　was　answered；　as　to　himself；　by　the　surrender　of　the　citizen　Evrémonde　called　Darnay。
  Doctor　Manette　was　next　questioned。　His　high　personal　popularity；　and　the　clearness　of　his　answers；　made　a　great　impression；　but；　as　he　proceeded；　as　he　showed　that　the　Accused　was　his　first　friend　on　his　release　from　his　long　imprisonment；　that；　the　accused　had　remained　in　England；　always　faithful　and　devoted　to　his　daughter　and　himself　in　their　exile；　that；　so　far　from　being　in　favour　with　the　Aristocrat　government　there；　he　had　actually　been　tried　for　his　life　by　it；　as　the　foe　of　England　and　friend　of　the　United　Statesas　he　brought　these　circumstances　into　view；　with　the　greatest　discretion　and　with　the　straightforward　force　of　truth　and　earnestness；　the　Jury　and　the　populace　became　one。　At　last；　when　he　appealed　by　name　to　Monsieur　Lorry；　an　English　gentleman　then　and　there　present；　who；　like　himself；　had　been　a　witness　on　that　English　trial　and　could　corroborate　his　account　of　it；　the　Jury　declared　that　they　had　heard　enough；　and　that　they　were　ready　with　their　votes　if　the　President　were　content　to　receive　them。
  At　every　vote　（the　Jurymen　voted　aloud　and　individually）；　the　populace　set　up　a　shout　of　applause。　All　the　voices　were　in　the　prisoner's　favour；　and　the　President　declared　him　free。
  Then；　began　one　of　those　extraordinary　scenes　with　which　the　populace　sometimes　gratified　their　fickleness；　or　their　better　impulses　towards　generosity　and　mercy；　or　which　they　regarded　as　some　set　off　against　their　swollen　account　of　cruel　rage。　No　man　can　decide　now　to　which　of　these　motives　such　extraordinary　scenes　were　referable；　it　is　probable；　to　a　blending　of　all　the　three；　with　the　second　predominating。　No　sooner　was　the　acquittal　pronounced；　than　tears　were　shed　as　freely　as　blood　at　another　time；　and　such　fraternal　embraces　were　bestowed　upon　the　prisoner　by　as　many　of　both　sexes　as　could　rush　at　him；　that　after　his　long　and　unwholesome　confinement　he　was　in　danger　of　fainting　from　exhaustion；　none　the　less　because　he　knew　very　well；　that　the　very　same　people；　carried　by　another　current；　would　have　rushed　at　him　with　the　very　same　intensity；　to　rend　him　to　pieces　and　strew　him　over　the　streets。
  His　removal；　to　make　way　for　other　accused　persons　who　were　to　be　tried；　rescued　him　from　these　caresses　for　the　moment。　Five　were　to　be　tried　together；　next；　as　enemies　of　the　Republic；　forasmuch　as　they　had　not　assisted　it　by　word　or　deed。　So　quick　was　the　Tribunal　to　compensate　itself　and　the　nation　for　a　chance　lost；　that　these　five　came　down　to　him　before　he　left　the　place；　condemned　to　die　within　twenty…four　hours。　The　first　of　them　told　him　so；　with　the　customary　prison　sign　of　Deatha　raised　fingerand　they　all　added　in　words；　‘Long　live　the　Republic。'
  The　five　had　had；　it　is　true；　no　audience　to　lengthen　their　proceedings；　for　when　he　and　Doctor　Manette　emerged　from　the　gate；　there　was　a　great　crowd　about　it；　in　which　there　seemed　to　be　every　face　he　had　seen　in　Courtexcept　two；　for　which　he　looked　in　vain。　On　his　coming　out；　the　concourse　made　at　him　anew；　weeping；　embracing；　and　shouting；　all　by　turns　and　all　together；　until　the　very　tide　of　the　river　on　the　bank　of　which　the　mad　scene　was　acted；　seemed　to　run　mad；　like　the　people　on　the　shore。
  They　put　him　into　a　great　chair　they　had　among　them；　and　which　they　had　taken　either　out　of　the　Court　itself；　or　one　of　its　rooms　or　passages。　Over　the　chair　they　had　thrown　a　red　flag；　and　to　the　back　of　it　they　had　bound　a　pike　with　a　red　cap　on　its　top。　In　this　car　of　triumph；　not　even　the　Doctor's　entreaties　could　prevent　his　being　carried　to　his　home　on　men's　shoulders；　with　a　confused　sea　of　red　caps　heaving　about　him；　and　casting　up　to　sight　from　the　stormy　deep　such　wrecks　of　faces；　that　he　more　than　once　misdoubted　his　mind　being　in　confusion；　and　that　he　was　in　the　tumbril　on　his　way　to　the　Guillotine。
  In　wild　dreamlike　procession；　embracing　whom　they　met　and　pointing　him　out；　they　carried　him　on。　Reddening　the　snowy　streets　with　the　prevailing　Republican　colour；　in　winding　and　tramping　through　them；　as　they　had　reddened　them　below　the　snow　with　a　deeper　dye；　they　carried　him　thus　into　the　court…yard　of　the　building　where　he　lived。　Her　father　had　gone　on　before；　to　prepare　her；　and　when　her　husband　stood　upon　his　feet；　she　dropped　insensible　in　his　arms。
  As　he　held　her　to　his　heart　and　turned　her　beautiful　head　between　his　face　and　the　brawling　crowd；　so　that　his　tears　and　her　lips　might　come　together　unseen；　a　few　of　the　people　fell　to　dancing。　Instantly；　all　the　rest　fell　to　dancing；　and　the　court…yard　overflowed　with　the　Carmagnole。　Then；　they　elevated　into　the　vacant　chair　a　young　woman　from　the　crowd　to　be　carried　as　the　Goddess　of　Liberty；　and　then　swelling　and　overflowing　out　into　the　adjacent　streets；　and　along　the　river's　bank；　and　over　the　bridge；　the　Carmagnole　absorbed　them　every　one　and　whirled　them　away。
  After　grasping　the　Doctor's　hand；　as　he　stood　victorious　and　proud　before　him；　after　grasping　the　hand　of　Mr。　Lorry；　who　came　panting　in　breathless　from　his　struggle　against　the　waterspout　of　the　Carmagnole；　after　kissing　little　Lucie；　who　was　lifted　up　to　clasp　her　arms　round　his　neck；　and　after　embracing　the　ever　zealous　and　faithful　Pross　who　lifted　her；　he　took　his　wife　in　his　arms；　and　carried　her　up　to　their　rooms。
  ‘Lucie！　My　own！　I　am　safe。'
  ‘O　dearest　Charles；　let　me　thank　God　for　this　on　my　knees　as　I　have　prayed　to　Him。'
  They　all　reverently　bowed　their　heads　and　hearts。　Then　she　was　again　in　his　arms；　he　said　to　hem：
  ‘And　now　speak　to　your　father；　dearest。　No　other　man　in　all　this　France　could　have　done　what　he　has　done　for　me。'
  She　laid　her　head　upon　her　father's　breast；　as　she　had　laid　his　poor　head　on　her　own　breast；　long；　long　ago。　He　was　happy　in　the　return　he　had　made　her；　he　was　recompensed　for　his　suffering；　he　was　proud　of　his　strength。　‘You　must　not　be　weak；　my　darling；'　he　remonstrated；　‘don't　tremble　so。　I　have　saved　him。
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  A　Knock　at　the　Door
  ‘I　HAVE　saved　him。'　It　was　not　another　of　the　dreams　in　which　he　had　often　come　back；　he　was　really　here。　And　yet　his　wife　trembled；　and　a　vague　but　heavy　fear　was　upon　her。
  All　the　air　around　was　so　thick　and　dark；　the　people　were　so　passionately　revengeful　and　fitful；　the　innocent　were　so　constantly　put　to　death　on　vague　suspicion　and　black　malice；　it　was　so　impossible　to　forget　that　many　as　blameless　as　her　husband　and　as　dear　to　others　as　he　was　to　her；　every　day　shared　the　fate　from　which　he　had　been　clutched；　that　her　heart　could　not　be　as　lightened　of　its　load　as　she　felt　it　ought　to　be。　The　shadows　of　the　wintry　afternoon　were　beginning　to　fall；　and　even　now　the　dreadful　carts　were　rolling　through　the　streets。　Her　mind　pursued　them；　looking　for　him　among　the　Condemned；　and　then　she　clung　closer　to　his　real　presence　and　trembled　more。
  Her　father；　cheering　her；　showed　a　compassionate　superiority　to　this　woman's　weakness；　which　was　wonderful　to　see。　No　garret；　no　shoemaking；　no　One　Hundred　and　Five；　North　Tower；　now！　He　had　accomplished　the　task　he　had　set　himself；　his　promise　was　redeemed；　he　had　saved　Charles。　Let　them　all　lean　upon　him。
  Their　housekeeping　was　of　a　very　frugal　kind：　not　only　because　that　was　the　safest　way　of　life；　involving　the　least　offence　to　the　people；　but　because　they　were　not　rich；　and　Charles；　throughout　his　imprisonment；　had　had　to　pay　heavily　for　his　bad　food；　and　for　his　guard；　and　towards　the　living　of　the　poorer　prisoners。　Partly　on　this　account；　and　partly　to　avoid　a　domestic　spy；　they　kept　no　servant；　the　citizen　and　citizeness　who　acted　as　porters　at　the　court…yard　gate；　rendered　them　occasional　service；　and　Jerry　（almost　wholly　transferred　to　them　by　Mr。　Lorry）　had　become　their　daily　retainer；　and　had　his　bed　there　every　night。
  It　was　an　ordinance　of　the　Republic　One　and　Indivisible　of　Liberty；　Equality；　Fraternity；　or　Death；　that　on　the　door　or　doorpost　of　every　house；　the　name　of　every　inmate　must　be　legibly　inscribed　in　letters　of　a　certain　size；　at　a　certain　convenient　height　from　the　ground。　Mr。　Jerry　Cruncher's　name；　therefore；　duly　embellished　the　doorpost　down　below；　and；　as　the　afternoon　shadows　deepened；　the　owner　of　that　name　himself　appeared；　from　overlooking　a　painter　whom　Doctor　Manette　had　employed　to　add　to　the　list　the　name　of　Charles　Evrémonde；　called　Darnay。
  In　the　universal　fear　and　distrust　that　darkened　the　time；　al