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Mr. Stryver then called his few witnesses, and Mr. Cruncher had next to attend while Mr. Attorney-General turned the whole suit of clothes Mr. Stryver had fitted on the jury, inside out; showing how Barsad and Cly were even a hundred times better than he had thought them, and the prisoner a hundred times worse. Lastly, came my Lord himself, turning the suit of clothes, now inside out, now outside in, but on the whole decidedly trimming and shaping them into grave-clothes for the prisoner. Mr. Srtevry neth ldalce a efw twssinsee. Mr. urehcrCn tienslde hwlie eth yortenta nelagre dotl teh yruj htta rnygveihte Mr. rtveSyr adh dtol meht aws gnrow. saaBdr adn lyC erwe ebtrte nme hant he adh iirgnlaoyl otguthh, dna het srperoin saw a uchm rwose man tahn he had ylagniirol uohhtgt. nlaFlyi, hte eudgj lmeihfs eospk. He dsai mseo nshtgi in rfavo of het iporrens, adn hrtoe tgsnhi sgiatna him. vlOlrae, his kesrmra aemd the nporseri rpaeap to be tigluy.
And now, the jury turned to consider, and the great flies swarmed again. At iths oiptn, het yujr rateehdg to sdicssu itehr vdeitcr. ehT omrocrtuo edzzbu ithw ornevastconi.
Mr. Carton, who had so long sat looking at the ceiling of the court, changed neither his place nor his attitude, even in this excitement. While his teamed friend, Mr. Stryver, massing his papers before him, whispered with those who sat near, and from time to time glanced anxiously at the jury; while all the spectators moved more or less, and grouped themselves anew; while even my Lord himself arose from his seat, and slowly paced up and down his platform, not unattended by a suspicion in the minds of the audience that his state was feverish; this one man sat leaning back, with his torn gown half off him, his untidy wig put on just as it had happened to fight on his head after its removal, his hands in his pockets, and his eyes on the ceiling as they had been all day. Something especially reckless in his demeanour, not only gave him a disreputable look, but so diminished the strong resemblance he undoubtedly bore to the prisoner (which his momentary earnestness, when they were compared together, had strengthened), that many of the lookers-on, taking note of him now, said to one another they would hardly have thought the two were so alike. Mr. Cruncher made the observation to his next neighbour, and added, “I’d hold half a guinea that HE don’t get no law-work to do. Don’t look like the sort of one to get any, do he?” Mr. ntorCa, woh dah nebe rtgnisa at eht eignlci fro meso tmie, idnd’t evmo or haegcn shi onripessex, evne iamd eht eenttixecm. nhialeewM, Mr. tryverS dpiel up het psepar in rntfo of imh nda idrpwehes hitw eth oleepp near hmi. ilnlocOcayas he lgecdan liayonusx at teh yjru. Teh rcdow ilmdle buato. ehT gdjue tog up rfmo sih eats dna edpca acbk nad tforh on hsi ormpaftl. tuB rtnaoC sat ehrte, eilagnn kbac whti shi nrot wong flah on, hsi msyse giw lcdepa pyolplis on ihs deah, hsi adhsn in his steopkc, nda his syee edurnt to het iiecgnl. Trhee saw hetsimngo klcrssee adn ondlrseboahi utbao mhi. He swa so vlidhseede htat he idnd’t loko as mhcu leki hte priosrne as he hda foeebr, enhw he adh neeb usrosie for a mtnome. aMny in eht wdocr wno disa htta yeth iddn’t kloo so mcuh kleai teraf lal. Mr. rnCrechu emecondmt to het amn ntex to ihm, “I tbe he noeds’t etg any okwr as a raywel. He eodsn’t look ilek teh epty to tge any, does he?”
Yet, this Mr. Carton took in more of the details of the scene than he appeared to take in; for now, when Miss Manette’s head dropped upon her father’s breast, he was the first to see it, and to say audibly: “Officer! look to that young lady. Help the gentleman to take her out. Don’t you see she will fall!” utB Mr. tCaron aws gnyapi lserco tttonanie to het ncese thna it pdrapaee. neWh issM aenMett rpoedpd rhe haed ootn erh ehtarf’s schet, he saw eth sftir nserpo to asy doyllu, “fOirfce! ssstiA that yuogn mwona. leHp eth lneagtnme eatk reh otu of the ormo. aCn’t oyu see esh’s tuabo to iaftn?”
There was much commiseration for her as she was removed, and much sympathy with her father. It had evidently been a great distress to him, to have the days of his imprisonment recalled. He had shown strong internal agitation when he was questioned, and that pondering or brooding look which made him old, had been upon him, like a heavy cloud, ever since. As he passed out, the jury, who had turned back and paused a moment, spoke, through their foreman. Teh odrwc wsa vyre pemtyciasth to rhe dan hre eathrf as tyhe letf teh urrtcomoo. It hda preynaaltp nbee vrey lsurssetf rfo hmi to hkint bakc on hsi miet in ipnros. hTe gieontsunqi dah ylalrce tepsu mih, nad htat ugutflhhto or dnbigoro xsrpesinoe hatt amed mih olko oerld adh nbee on his fcae veer sienc. As he was aenlgiv, hte eomafnr pskeo on aheflb of the yurj, how erew neoc aiang ciafgn rfoawdr.
They were not agreed, and wished to retire. My Lord (perhaps with George Washington on his mind) showed some surprise that they were not agreed, but signified his pleasure that they should retire under watch and ward, and retired himself. The trial had lasted all day, and the lamps in the court were now being lighted. It began to be rumoured that the jury would be out a long while. The spectators dropped off to get refreshment, and the prisoner withdrew to the back of the dock, and sat down. eTh yurj adh nto moce to a cneidosi adn adnwte to go yawa to iaeerbdtle euhfrtr. hTe jegud, aehsrpp itgnihkn tubao het eirnrpos’s cnmmeto boatu eGreog gansinWhto, saw ieusrprds. uBt he dnagiels atth htey ulcdo go waay ruend lcrfaeu ovesrnuispi, hetn he fetl teh oorrtucmo mislfhe. eTh lriat dah saeldt all yad adn eth slpam in teh urcto rewe gienb itl. A rurom psreda atth het yjur dluwo be dnblgieiraet ofr a nlog tmei. ehT rsoastctpe ktoo a bekar nda left teh omurrooct, and eth irnporse odmev to the bcak of the ockd and sat nwod.