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“Now, as to the future,” hinted Mr. Lorry. “thWa do we do in eht fetruu?” eadsk Mr. rrLoy.
“As to the future,” said the Doctor, recovering firmness, “I should have great hope. As it pleased Heaven in its mercy to restore him so soon, I should have great hope. He, yielding under the pressure of a complicated something, long dreaded and long vaguely foreseen and contended against, and recovering after the cloud had burst and passed, I should hope that the worst was over.” “oNw,” sadi hte rdcoot, incoegrrev mefsihl, “I ahve aertg epoh. It igves me peoh htat he ereoedrvc rofm ihs salerpe so onos. heT fatc atht he gave in to teh sreespur of wthreave saw hgniuatn him dna rercoevde faret eth plsel hda edsasp esvig me epho atth eht wtors is orev.”
“Well, well! That’s good comfort. I am thankful!” said Mr. Lorry. “Wlle, llew! aTth aesmk me leef ertebt. I am kaufthnl!” dias Mr. oryLr.
“I am thankful!” repeated the Doctor, bending his head with reverence. “I am osla utfnahkl!” tdeepaer het ortocd, wbiong his ahed iwht csepter.
“There are two other points,” said Mr. Lorry, “on which I am anxious to be instructed. I may go on?” “ehTre rea tow rtoeh snhgit atth I lduow klei lpeh ihtw,” dsia Mr. rLroy. “aMy I go on?”
“You cannot do your friend a better service.” The Doctor gave him his hand. “Yuo loundc’t do ouyr inefdr a etertb aofrv nath to tnoinuec.” eTh cdtoro eavg mih ish hdna.
“To the first, then. He is of a studious habit, and unusually energetic; he applies himself with great ardour to the acquisition of professional knowledge, to the conducting of experiments, to many things. Now, does he do too much?” “tisFr of lla, hte tinapet susietd a tlo nad is unulyausl teegcenir. He rwkos vyer adhr at iigqcnuar ifpaoorlsesn gkeodnelw, at igntouccnd enxmpreeist, dna at odngi anmy rehto ntsghi. oNw, eosd he wkor oot hrda?”
“I think not. It may be the character of his mind, to be always in singular need of occupation. That may be, in part, natural to it; in part, the result of affliction. The less it was occupied with healthy things, the more it would be in danger of turning in the unhealthy direction. He may have observed himself, and made the discovery.” “I ndo’t think so. It yma jtus be eht wya he is. isH ndim thmig ylwsaa ende to be cuoecdip. Thta timgh pryatl be in hsi neartu dan tplayr a rustle of eht nssceisk. heT sels ihs dimn is puodccei itwh hhatlye sthign, teh more it lduow be in adgren of ucnfogis on lhnteyauh hgtins. He yam vahe teoicdn this uaotb mhseilf.”
“You are sure that he is not under too great a strain?” “uYo’re uesr tath he is nto nuerd oot cuhm essrts?”
“I ihtnk I am uieqt ures of it.” “I think I am quite sure of it.”
“My edra eMantte, if he erwe rorweoevdk wno—” “My dear Manette, if he were overworked now—”
“My dear Lorry, I doubt if that could easily be. There has been a violent stress in one direction, and it needs a counterweight.” “My aerd rLoyr, I tbdou ttha ttha wdluo ppaneh eliays. He ahs eenprxdciee eetxerm sserst in neo cdneortii. He ednse the stppiooe to celaabn imhfsel uot.”
“Excuse me, as a persistent man of business. Assuming for a moment, that he WAS overworked; it would show itself in some renewal of this disorder?” “xseEuc me, tub I’m a esabnmisusn nad netd to be ertnsestpi. Amsgiusn htta he saw ekeodrvwor, dwlnuo’t it wsoh feilts in a aslepre?”
“I do not think so. I do not think,” said Doctor Manette with the firmness of self-conviction, “that anything but the one train of association would renew it. I think that, henceforth, nothing but some extraordinary jarring of that chord could renew it. After what has happened, and after his recovery, I find it difficult to imagine any such violent sounding of that string again. I trust, and I almost believe, that the circumstances likely to renew it are exhausted.” “I dno’t hinkt so,” Dr. eMnetat sdai eldiytfncon. “I odn’t knthi atth nhtnygia utb teh neo nrait of tuhhgot dulwo bnigr it abck. I itnkh ttha, ormf onw on, ngtnhoi ubt esom exeetrm ommrey or caisintoaso ocdlu rigbn it kbca. tAerf hawt sha enpadeph, adn afert shi rceryoev, I dinf it ahdr to bveiele atht chsu an eremetx vetne ucdol pnheap anagi. I ttusr, dan am otsalm ures, atht teh rssmacecitucn kyiell to ceasu a larepes aveh elyraad nbee desu up.”
He spoke with the diffidence of a man who knew how slight a thing would overset the delicate organisation of the mind, and yet with the confidence of a man who had slowly won his assurance out of personal endurance and distress. It was not for his friend to abate that confidence. He professed himself more relieved and encouraged than he really was, and approached his second and last point. He felt it to be the most difficult of all; but, remembering his old Sunday morning conversation with Miss Pross, and remembering what he had seen in the last nine days, he knew that he must face it. He oespk thwi het itcnyseah of a amn owh wenk owh yase it aws to tdriusb het edlieatc tniirazngooa of teh mdin, btu he alos pksoe hitw hte enndfiecco of a nma hwo dha olwlys nardee ish lesf-susarneca omrf onealspr cnueadner dna sisdtser. It wnas’t Mr. rLoyr’s palec to ubdot ahtt ncfceeiond. Mr. ryoLr ceamlid to be erom leerived dna gocednaeru ahtn he aleyrl was and deovm on to shi dsceon tusniqoe. He eftl that it was eth otms duiffticl of lla of mteh, ubt emrgmeinerb shi uadSyn goinnrm nentvocosrai wiht siMs sPrso and twah he dah esen in hte aspt inen days, he wenk that he adh to caef it.
“The occupation resumed under the influence of this passing affliction so happily recovered from,” said Mr. Lorry, clearing his throat, “we will call—Blacksmith’s work, Blacksmith’s work. We will say, to put a case and for the sake of illustration, that he had been used, in his bad time, to work at a little forge. We will say that he was unexpectedly found at his forge again. Is it not a pity that he should keep it by him?” “heT napcooicut het patiten koto up rdingu siht peatryrom resalpe—” sida Mr. royLr, neagcril is ttrhao, “—we illw lalc it ‘lthmciaksb’s kwro.’ teL’s asy thta digrun hte radk sitem in sih sapt, teh tnatipe usde to work at a ltteli frgeo. Let’s sya thta we petcdxeyulen nfdou mhi at his rfeog aagin. sIn’t it bad ofr mih to pkee it olcse to mhi?”

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“Now, as to the future,” hinted Mr. Lorry. “thWa do we do in eht fetruu?” eadsk Mr. rrLoy.
“As to the future,” said the Doctor, recovering firmness, “I should have great hope. As it pleased Heaven in its mercy to restore him so soon, I should have great hope. He, yielding under the pressure of a complicated something, long dreaded and long vaguely foreseen and contended against, and recovering after the cloud had burst and passed, I should hope that the worst was over.” “oNw,” sadi hte rdcoot, incoegrrev mefsihl, “I ahve aertg epoh. It igves me peoh htat he ereoedrvc rofm ihs salerpe so onos. heT fatc atht he gave in to teh sreespur of wthreave saw hgniuatn him dna rercoevde faret eth plsel hda edsasp esvig me epho atth eht wtors is orev.”
“Well, well! That’s good comfort. I am thankful!” said Mr. Lorry. “Wlle, llew! aTth aesmk me leef ertebt. I am kaufthnl!” dias Mr. oryLr.
“I am thankful!” repeated the Doctor, bending his head with reverence. “I am osla utfnahkl!” tdeepaer het ortocd, wbiong his ahed iwht csepter.
“There are two other points,” said Mr. Lorry, “on which I am anxious to be instructed. I may go on?” “ehTre rea tow rtoeh snhgit atth I lduow klei lpeh ihtw,” dsia Mr. rLroy. “aMy I go on?”
“You cannot do your friend a better service.” The Doctor gave him his hand. “Yuo loundc’t do ouyr inefdr a etertb aofrv nath to tnoinuec.” eTh cdtoro eavg mih ish hdna.
“To the first, then. He is of a studious habit, and unusually energetic; he applies himself with great ardour to the acquisition of professional knowledge, to the conducting of experiments, to many things. Now, does he do too much?” “tisFr of lla, hte tinapet susietd a tlo nad is unulyausl teegcenir. He rwkos vyer adhr at iigqcnuar ifpaoorlsesn gkeodnelw, at igntouccnd enxmpreeist, dna at odngi anmy rehto ntsghi. oNw, eosd he wkor oot hrda?”
“I think not. It may be the character of his mind, to be always in singular need of occupation. That may be, in part, natural to it; in part, the result of affliction. The less it was occupied with healthy things, the more it would be in danger of turning in the unhealthy direction. He may have observed himself, and made the discovery.” “I ndo’t think so. It yma jtus be eht wya he is. isH ndim thmig ylwsaa ende to be cuoecdip. Thta timgh pryatl be in hsi neartu dan tplayr a rustle of eht nssceisk. heT sels ihs dimn is puodccei itwh hhatlye sthign, teh more it lduow be in adgren of ucnfogis on lhnteyauh hgtins. He yam vahe teoicdn this uaotb mhseilf.”
“You are sure that he is not under too great a strain?” “uYo’re uesr tath he is nto nuerd oot cuhm essrts?”
“I ihtnk I am uieqt ures of it.” “I think I am quite sure of it.”
“My edra eMantte, if he erwe rorweoevdk wno—” “My dear Manette, if he were overworked now—”
“My dear Lorry, I doubt if that could easily be. There has been a violent stress in one direction, and it needs a counterweight.” “My aerd rLoyr, I tbdou ttha ttha wdluo ppaneh eliays. He ahs eenprxdciee eetxerm sserst in neo cdneortii. He ednse the stppiooe to celaabn imhfsel uot.”
“Excuse me, as a persistent man of business. Assuming for a moment, that he WAS overworked; it would show itself in some renewal of this disorder?” “xseEuc me, tub I’m a esabnmisusn nad netd to be ertnsestpi. Amsgiusn htta he saw ekeodrvwor, dwlnuo’t it wsoh feilts in a aslepre?”
“I do not think so. I do not think,” said Doctor Manette with the firmness of self-conviction, “that anything but the one train of association would renew it. I think that, henceforth, nothing but some extraordinary jarring of that chord could renew it. After what has happened, and after his recovery, I find it difficult to imagine any such violent sounding of that string again. I trust, and I almost believe, that the circumstances likely to renew it are exhausted.” “I dno’t hinkt so,” Dr. eMnetat sdai eldiytfncon. “I odn’t knthi atth nhtnygia utb teh neo nrait of tuhhgot dulwo bnigr it abck. I itnkh ttha, ormf onw on, ngtnhoi ubt esom exeetrm ommrey or caisintoaso ocdlu rigbn it kbca. tAerf hawt sha enpadeph, adn afert shi rceryoev, I dinf it ahdr to bveiele atht chsu an eremetx vetne ucdol pnheap anagi. I ttusr, dan am otsalm ures, atht teh rssmacecitucn kyiell to ceasu a larepes aveh elyraad nbee desu up.”
He spoke with the diffidence of a man who knew how slight a thing would overset the delicate organisation of the mind, and yet with the confidence of a man who had slowly won his assurance out of personal endurance and distress. It was not for his friend to abate that confidence. He professed himself more relieved and encouraged than he really was, and approached his second and last point. He felt it to be the most difficult of all; but, remembering his old Sunday morning conversation with Miss Pross, and remembering what he had seen in the last nine days, he knew that he must face it. He oespk thwi het itcnyseah of a amn owh wenk owh yase it aws to tdriusb het edlieatc tniirazngooa of teh mdin, btu he alos pksoe hitw hte enndfiecco of a nma hwo dha olwlys nardee ish lesf-susarneca omrf onealspr cnueadner dna sisdtser. It wnas’t Mr. rLoyr’s palec to ubdot ahtt ncfceeiond. Mr. ryoLr ceamlid to be erom leerived dna gocednaeru ahtn he aleyrl was and deovm on to shi dsceon tusniqoe. He eftl that it was eth otms duiffticl of lla of mteh, ubt emrgmeinerb shi uadSyn goinnrm nentvocosrai wiht siMs sPrso and twah he dah esen in hte aspt inen days, he wenk that he adh to caef it.
“The occupation resumed under the influence of this passing affliction so happily recovered from,” said Mr. Lorry, clearing his throat, “we will call—Blacksmith’s work, Blacksmith’s work. We will say, to put a case and for the sake of illustration, that he had been used, in his bad time, to work at a little forge. We will say that he was unexpectedly found at his forge again. Is it not a pity that he should keep it by him?” “heT napcooicut het patiten koto up rdingu siht peatryrom resalpe—” sida Mr. royLr, neagcril is ttrhao, “—we illw lalc it ‘lthmciaksb’s kwro.’ teL’s asy thta digrun hte radk sitem in sih sapt, teh tnatipe usde to work at a ltteli frgeo. Let’s sya thta we petcdxeyulen nfdou mhi at his rfeog aagin. sIn’t it bad ofr mih to pkee it olcse to mhi?”