But，nowthatIremember，oneofyouhasalreadybeenthere，andcanshowtheway。Gentlemen，adieu!
Theypaidfortheirwine，andlefttheplace。TheeyesofMonsieurDefargewerestudyinghiswifeatherknittingwhentheelderlygentlemanadvancedfromhiscorner，andbeggedthefavourofaword。
`Willingly，sir，\'saidMonsieurDefarge，andquietlysteppedwithhimtothedoor。
Theirconferencewasveryshort，butverydecided。Almostatthefirstword，MonsieurDefargestartedandbecamedeeplyattentive。Ithadnotlastedaminute，whenhenoddedandwentout。Thegentlemanthenbeckonedtotheyounglady，andthey，too，wentout。MadameDefargeknittedwithnimblefingersandsteadyeyebrows，andsawnothing。
Mr。JarvisLorryandMissManette，emergingfromthewine-shopthus，joinedMonsieurDefargeinthedoorwaytowhichhehaddirectedhisothercompanyjustbefore。Itopenedfromastinkinglittleblackcourt-yard，andwasthegeneralpublicentrancetoagreatpileofhouses，inhabitedbyagreatnumberofpeople。Inthegloomytile-pavedentrytothegloomytile-pavedstaircase，MonsieurDefargebentdownononekneetothechildofhisoldmaster，andputherhandtohislips。Itwasagentleaction，butnotatallgentlydone；averyremarkabletransformationhadcomeoverhiminafewseconds。Hehadnogood-humourinhisface，noranyopennessofaspectleft，buthadbecomeasecret，angry，dangerousman。