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The rider stopped his horse beside the coach and shouted: I want a passenger, Mr Jarvis Lorry, from Tellson's Bank in London.

I am Mr Jarvis Lorry, said one of the passengers, putting his head out of the window.

What's the matter, Jerry? called Mr Lorry.

A message for you, Mr Lorry. You've got to wait at Dover for a young lady.

Very well, Jerry, said Mr Lorry. Tell them my answer is CAME BACK TO LIFE.

The next day Mr Lorry was sitting in his hotel in Dover when a young lady arrived.

She was pretty, with golden hair and blue eyes, and Mr Lorry remembered a small child, almost a baby.

Mr Lorry asked the young lady to sit down.

Yes, but I don't quite understand, Mr Lorry, said the young lady.

But this is like my father's story, Mr Lorry.

Lucie Manette stared at Mr Lorry.

No, Miss Manette, said Mr Lorry gently.

Why is the door locked? asked Mr Lorry in surprise.

Her blue eyes looked worriedly at Mr Lorry.

Mr Lorry and Lucie went into the room behind him.

Mr Lorry moved closer to the old man.

The old prisoner looked up at Mr Lorry, but there was no surprise, no understanding in his tired face, and he went back to work making shoes.

Then Lucie said to Mr Lorry, I think we should leave Paris at once. Can you arrange it?

Yes, of course, said Mr Lorry. But do you think he is able to travel?

While Mr Lorry and Defarge went to arrange for a coach to take them out of Paris, Lucie sat with her father.

When Mr Lorry returned, he and Defarge brought food and clothes for Dr Manette.

As he came down the stairs, Mr Lorry heard him say again and again, One Hundred and Five, North Tower.

One morning in March 1780, Jerry had to go to the Old Bailey to collect an important message from Mr Lorry.

But Mr Lorry woke him up and gave him a piece of paper.

Outside the Old Bailey Mr Damay, now a free man, met his friends: Dr Manette and his daughter Lucie, Mr Jarvis Lorry, Mr Stryver, and Mr Carton.

Soon they drove off in a coach, and then Mr Stryver and Mr Lorry walked away, leaving Mr Damay and Mr Carton alone.

Mr Lorry, who had become a close family friend, came regularly to the house, and in the months after the trial, Mr Darnay and Mr Carton were also frequent visitors.

Nobody is good enough for my darling Lucie, she told Mr Lorry one day, and I don't like all these hundreds of visitors.

Mr Lorry had a very high opinion of Miss Pross, but he wasn't brave enough to argue that two visitors were nothundreds.

On the day of Lucie's marriage to Charles Darnay, Mr Lorry and Miss Pross stood, with Lucie, outside the door of Dr Manette's room.

Lucie looked very beautiful, and Mr Lorry watched her proudly.

When Lucie and Charles had left, Mr Lorry noticed a change in the Doctor.

A little sadness was natural, but there was a lost, frightened look in the Doctor's eyes, which worried Mr Lorry very much.

Mr Lorry went up to the Doctor's room.

Mr Lorry sat with him night and day, talking gently to him from time to time, trying to bring his friend's mind back to the present.

One wet August day Mr Lorry sat at his desk in the bank, talking to Charles Darnay.

But at this moment Charles Darnay was trying very hard to persuade his old friend Mr Lorry not to go to France.

Only last night, when I was talking to LucieTalking to Lucie, repeated Mr Lorry.

Not even Lucie or Mr Lorry knew. We can't find this Marquis, said rhe clerk.

That would be very kind, said Mr Lorry.

Mr Lorry had arrived in Paris some days before Charles Darnay, and was now living in some rooms above the bank.

With shaking hands, Mr Lorry closed the window.

Lucie! Manette! What has happened? Why are you here? cried Mr Lorry.

Don't look out! cried Mr Lorry.

Quick, Manette, said Mr Lorry. These people outside, with their bloody knives, are murdering the prisoners.

Dr Manette hurried outside. Mr Lorry watched from the window as the Doctor talked to the crowd.

Mr Lorry went to Lucie and found her with her daughter and Miss Pross.

In the morning Mr Lorry found rooms for Lucie and her family in a quiet street near the bank.

Come with me, said Mr Lorry happily.

Without a word, she joined them, and Mr Lorry led them to Lucie's rooms.

Yes, Madame, said Mr Lorry. That is our poor prisoner's little daughter.

As the Defarges left, Lucie turned to Mr Lorry.

Mr Lorry held her hands; he did not say anything, but he was also very worried.

On the day when Charles Damay was at last called for his trial, Lucie and Dr Manette hurried to Tellson's Bank to tell Mr Lorry.

I saw you come out of the Conciergerie today. I followed you, said Carton, and I found out what you do. And I've decided that you may be able to help me. Come with me to the office of Mr Lorry.

I bring bad news, Carton said to Mr Lorry. Darnay has been arrested again.

But I was with him only two hours ago, cried Mr Lorry. He was safe and free!

The spy turned to Mr Lorry. Miss Pross is my sister, sir. Would you send her brother to his death, sir?

When Mr Carton returned alone, Mr Lorry asked what he had done.

But that will not save him, cried Mr Lorry sadly. I never said it would.

Mr Lorry was an old man now, with a life of hard work behind him.

Sydney Carton felt very sorry for Mr Lorry.

When Charles Darnay was led before the Tribunal the next morning, Dr Manette, Lucie and Mr Lorry were all there.

Sydney Carton came quickly forward to help Mr Lorry and Dr Manette.

Mr Lorry went with Carton to the door.

I have no hope, whispered Mr Lorry sadly. Nor have I, replied Carton.

Listen to me carefully, Carton said to Mr Lorry.

I promise, said Mr Lorry.

Hurry, man! Take him to Mr Lorry, put him in the coach yourself, and tell Mr Lorry to leave at once!

And Jarvis Lorry. Banker, English. Which is he?

I am he, and the last, says Jarvis Lorry.

Here are your papers, Jarvis Lorry. You may go.

Mr Lorry had decided that two coaches were better than one; with fewer passengers, each coach would travel faster.