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 FragmentWelcome to consult...bove their heads.

Still, the Hundreds of people did not present themselves. Mr.
Darnay presented himself while they were sitting under the plane-
tree, but he was only One.

Doctor Manette received him kindly, and so did Lucie. But Miss
Pross suddenly became afflicted with a twitching in the head and
body, and retired into the house. She was not unfrequently the
victim of this disorder, and she called it, in familiar conversation,
“a fit of the jerks.”

The Doctor was in his best condition, and looked specially
young. The resemblance between him and Lucie was very strong
at such times, and as they sat side by side, she leaning on his
shoulder, and he resting his arm on the back of her chair, it was
very agreeable to trace the likeness.

He had been talking all day, on many subjects, and with
unusual vivacity. “Pray, Doctor Manette,” said Mr. Darnay, as they
sat under the plane-tree—and he said it in the natural pursuit of
the topic in hand, which happened to be the old buildings of
London—”have you seen much of the Tower?”

“Lucie and I have been there; but only casually. We have seen
enough of it, to know that it teems with interest; little more.”

“I have been there, as you remember,” said Darnay, with a
smile, though reddening a little angrily, “in another character, and
not in a character that gives facilities for seeing much of it. They
told me a curious thing when I was there.”

“What was that?” Lucie asked.

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“In making some alterations, the workmen came upon an old
dungeon, which had been, for many years, built up and forgotten.
Every stone of its inner wall was covered by inions which
had been carved by prisoners—dates, names, complaints, and
prayers. Upon a corner stone in an angle of the wall, one prisoner,
who seemed to have gone to execution, had cut as his last work,
three letters. They were done with some very poor instrument,
and hurriedly, with an unsteady **t first, they were read as
D.I.C.; but, on being more carefully examined, the last letter was
found to be G. There was no record or legend of any prisoner with
those initials, and many fruitless guesses were made what the
name could have been. At length, it was suggested that the letters
were not initials, but the complete word, DIG. The floor was
examined very carefully under the inion, and, in the earth
beneath a stone, or tile, or some fragment of paving, were found
the ashes of a paper, mingled with the ashes of a small leathern
case or bag. What the unknown prisoner had written will never be
read, but he had written something, and hidden it away to keep it
from the gaoler.”

“My father,” exclaimed Lucie, “you are ill!”

He had suddenly started up, with his hand to his head. His
manner and his look quite terrified them all.

“No, my dear, not ill. There are large drops of rain falling, and
they made me start. We had better go in.”

He recovered himself almost instantly. Rain was really falling in
large drops, and he showed the back of his hand with raindrops on
it. But, he said not a single word in reference to the discovery that
had been told of, and, as they went into the house, the business
eye of Mr. Lorry either detected, or fancied it detected, on his face,

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as it turned towards Charles Darnay, the same singular look that
had been upon it when it turned towards him in the passages of
the Court House.

He recovered himself so quickly, however, that Mr. Lorry had
doubts of his business eye. The arm of the golden gi**n the hall
was not more steady than he was, when he stopped under it to
remark to them that he was not yet proof against slight surprises
(if he ever would be), and that the rain had