Book the Second - the Golden Thread
6. VI. Hundreds of People
(continued)
The great bell of Saint Paul's was striking one in the cleared air,
when Mr. Lorry, escorted by Jerry, high-booted and bearing a lantern,
set forth on his return-passage to Clerkenwell. There were solitary
patches of road on the way between Soho and Clerkenwell, and Mr. Lorry,
mindful of foot-pads, always retained Jerry for this service: though
it was usually performed a good two hours earlier.
"What a night it has been! Almost a night, Jerry," said Mr. Lorry,
"to bring the dead out of their graves."
"I never see the night myself, master--nor yet I don't expect to--
what would do that," answered Jerry.
"Good night, Mr. Carton," said the man of business. "Good night,
Mr. Darnay. Shall we ever see such a night again, together!"
Perhaps. Perhaps, see the great crowd of people with its rush and
roar, bearing down upon them, too.
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