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O Miss Manette, when the little picture of a happy father's face

looks up in yours, when you see your own bright beauty springing

up anew at your feet, think now and then that there is a man who

would give his life, to keep a life you love beside you!"

He said, "Farewell!" said a last "God bless you!" and left her.

CHAPTER XIV. The Honest Tradesman

To the eyes of Mr. Jeremiah Cruncher, sitting on his stool in

Fleet-street with his grisly urchin beside him, a vast number and

variety of objects in movement were every day presented. Who

could sit upon anything in Fleet-street during the busy hours of

the day, and not be dazed and deafened by two immense

processions, one ever tending westward with the sun, the other

ever tending eastward from the sun, both ever tending to the

plains beyond the range of red and purple where the sun goes

down!