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"Pooh!" rejoined Miss Pross; "you were a bachelor in your cradle." Voice Reading
"Well!" observed Mr. Lorry, beamingly adjusting his little wig, "that seems probable, too." Voice Reading
"And you were cut out for a bachelor," pursued Miss Pross, "before you were put in your cradle." Voice Reading
"Then, I think," said Mr. Lorry, "that I was very unhandsomely dealt with, and that I ought to have had a voice in the selection of my pattern. Voice Reading
Enough! Now, my dear Lucie," drawing his arm soothingly round her waist, "I hear them moving in the next room, and Miss Pross and I, as two formal folks of business, are anxious not to lose the final opportunity of saying something to you that you wish to hear. Voice Reading
You leave your good father, my dear, in hands as earnest and as loving as your own; he shall be taken every conceivable care of; during the next fortnight, while you are in Warwickshire and thereabouts, even Tellson's shall go to the wall (comparatively speaking) before him. Voice Reading
And when, at the fortnight's end, he comes to join you and your beloved husband, on your other fortnight's trip in Wales, you shall say that we have sent him to you in the best health and in the happiest frame. Voice Reading
Now, I hear Somebody's step coming to the door. Voice Reading
Let me kiss my dear girl with an old-fashioned bachelor blessing, before Somebody comes to claim his own." Voice Reading
For a moment, he held the fair face from him to look at the well-remembered expression on the forehead, and then laid the bright golden hair against his little brown wig, with a genuine tenderness and delicacy which, if such things be old-fashioned, were as old as Adam. Voice Reading
The door of the Doctor's room opened, and he came out with Charles Darnay. Voice Reading
He was so deadly pale-which had not been the case when they went in together-that no vestige of colour was to be seen in his face. Voice Reading
But, in the composure of his manner he was unaltered, except that to the shrewd glance of Mr. Lorry it disclosed some shadowy indication that the old air of avoidance and dread had lately passed over him, like a cold wind. Voice Reading
He gave his arm to his daughter, and took her down-stairs to the chariot which Mr. Lorry had hired in honour of the day. The rest followed in another carriage, and soon, in a neighbouring church, where no strange eyes looked on, Charles Darnay and Lucie Manette were happily married. Voice Reading
Besides the glancing tears that shone among the smiles of the little group when it was done, some diamonds, very bright and sparkling, glanced on the bride's hand, which were newly released from the dark obscurity of one of Mr. Lorry's pockets. Voice Reading
They returned home to breakfast, and all went well, and in due course the golden hair that had mingled with the poor shoemaker's white locks in the Paris garret, were mingled with them again in the morning sunlight, on the threshold of the door at parting. Voice Reading
It was a hard parting, though it was not for long. But her father cheered her, and said at last, gently disengaging himself from her enfolding arms, "Take her, Charles! She is yours!" Voice Reading
And her agitated hand waved to them from a chaise window, and she was gone. Voice Reading
The corner being out of the way of the idle and curious, and the preparations having been very simple and few, the Doctor, Mr. Lorry, and Miss Pross, were left quite alone. Voice Reading
It was when they turned into the welcome shade of the cool old hall, that Mr. Lorry observed a great change to have come over the Doctor; as if the golden arm uplifted there, had struck him a poisoned blow. Voice Reading
He had naturally repressed much, and some revulsion might have been expected in him when the occasion for repression was gone. Voice Reading
But, it was the old scared lost look that troubled Mr. Lorry; and through his absent manner of clasping his head and drearily wandering away into his own room when they got up-stairs, Mr. Lorry was reminded of Defarge the wine-shop keeper, and the starlight ride. Voice Reading
"I think," he whispered to Miss Pross, after anxious consideration, "I think we had best not speak to him just now, or at all disturb him. Voice Reading
I must look in at Tellson's; so I will go there at once and come back presently. Voice Reading
Then, we will take him a ride into the country, and dine there, and all will be well." Voice Reading

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