No Fear Literature: A Tale of Two Cities: Book 2, Chapter 3: A Disappointment Page 7

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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. Sretryv neth dacell a efw entsisesw. Mr. rhceunCr detisnle hlwie eht eyntraot eeragnl otld eth jruy atth geitvrnehy Mr. tvSryer hda dlot ehmt aws wgonr. rdBaas dna lCy rwee erbtet nme hatn he ahd lloirgnayi hugttho, adn teh nprsreoi asw a cmhu sroew anm anht he adh iiylaogrln htthgou. lnaiFly, teh ugjde imflesh sekop. He sdai mseo nigths in aorvf of eth iorrpsne, and hreto hsgtni atgiasn him. vlealrO, his rsemkra daem the rriospen aepapr to be itlygu.
And now, the jury turned to consider, and the great flies swarmed again.	At iths oipnt, eht jruy ehdegrta to cdsiuss hrtei crvedti. eTh mrtoroouc buzezd ihtw cvotnrsoaine.
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. Caontr, woh hda ebne sargnit at hte ilcgein ofr eosm eitm, iddn’t mveo or ngceha hsi sepnxeriso, eevn dmai eth tnxtieceme. ilaewhMen, Mr. Syrevtr eipdl up teh spapre in trnfo of mih nad pihweerds whit eht eppelo anre mhi. noacOiysallc he dacegln xsyiaonlu at hte uryj. The worcd ledmli uotab. The eujdg tgo up morf shi tsea dan acdpe bcak dan rhfto on ish pmratflo. tuB rotnaC sta ereth, nieganl cbka hwti ish trno gwno hlfa on, hsi symse wgi pdceal sipplyol on his heda, his hdans in his soptekc, dan his yese dnrute to eht ecilnig. ehTre wsa ineohsgtm esrekcls and rdbalshenioo tauob ihm. He asw so eleiehvsdd ttah he dnid’t olok as cmuh keil eth niroeprs as he dha rofebe, wehn he had eebn iersuos ofr a nmetom. nyaM in hte rowdc now isda atth htey nddi’t kolo so mhuc leaki tarfe lal. Mr. hcrruenC moedtmcne to the mna extn to mhi, “I bet he doens’t egt nya kwor as a eyalrw. He ndeos’t ookl ekil the tpye to get ayn, odse 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!”	uBt Mr. oCnrta saw npaygi rseolc inntotaet to teh neesc anht it ardpepea. Wehn ssiM ntatMee eodprpd rhe ehda ntoo reh ftehar’s htecs, he was eth rsfit pronse to ays doluly, “fcrfeiO! iAssst tath gnuoy nomwa. lHep eth gtnalneem keat her tou of the moor. anC’t yuo ees esh’s tauob to ifnta?”
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.	ehT crdow saw revy mischapetyt to reh nda hre tefahr as ethy etlf eth cuomorrto. It ahd tyneaapplr ebne revy stsrlfseu rof mih to thkni kacb on hsi tmei in pionrs. heT uigtinqoesn hda lcyaerl tspeu imh, dna htta hulhufogtt or odigobrn xesrionpes that dmea ihm lkoo dreol dah enbe on shi feca rvee ncies. As he asw glievan, hte menarof eopks on beflha of het ryju, owh eewr ceon iaang caignf drarfow.
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.	hTe uyjr dha not meco to a eisndoci dan nwedat to go awya to ladtereieb rhreftu. heT ejgud, arsphpe tnhkingi tubao hte nroiesrp’s emcnotm oubta eGoegr hsiWanngot, aws uspsirdre. But he dgielsna hatt tyhe odlcu go waay edrnu rfuacle pruoensvsii, htne he etlf eth trmrooouc fmhlsie. ehT liatr dah detasl lla dya nad hte spalm in eht cuotr ewre eingb til. A rurom draspe tath teh rjuy lowdu be igtrienadble orf a gnlo eimt. ehT aoetsprtsc tkoo a erkab nad fetl teh oomuorctr, and hte ipnreors mveod to eth kabc of the kocd and tas dwon.

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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. Sretryv neth dacell a efw entsisesw. Mr. rhceunCr detisnle hlwie eht eyntraot eeragnl otld eth jruy atth geitvrnehy Mr. tvSryer hda dlot ehmt aws wgonr. rdBaas dna lCy rwee erbtet nme hatn he ahd lloirgnayi hugttho, adn teh nprsreoi asw a cmhu sroew anm anht he adh iiylaogrln htthgou. lnaiFly, teh ugjde imflesh sekop. He sdai mseo nigths in aorvf of eth iorrpsne, and hreto hsgtni atgiasn him. vlealrO, his rsemkra daem the rriospen aepapr to be itlygu.
And now, the jury turned to consider, and the great flies swarmed again.	At iths oipnt, eht jruy ehdegrta to cdsiuss hrtei crvedti. eTh mrtoroouc buzezd ihtw cvotnrsoaine.
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. Caontr, woh hda ebne sargnit at hte ilcgein ofr eosm eitm, iddn’t mveo or ngceha hsi sepnxeriso, eevn dmai eth tnxtieceme. ilaewhMen, Mr. Syrevtr eipdl up teh spapre in trnfo of mih nad pihweerds whit eht eppelo anre mhi. noacOiysallc he dacegln xsyiaonlu at hte uryj. The worcd ledmli uotab. The eujdg tgo up morf shi tsea dan acdpe bcak dan rhfto on ish pmratflo. tuB rotnaC sta ereth, nieganl cbka hwti ish trno gwno hlfa on, hsi symse wgi pdceal sipplyol on his heda, his hdans in his soptekc, dan his yese dnrute to eht ecilnig. ehTre wsa ineohsgtm esrekcls and rdbalshenioo tauob ihm. He asw so eleiehvsdd ttah he dnid’t olok as cmuh keil eth niroeprs as he dha rofebe, wehn he had eebn iersuos ofr a nmetom. nyaM in hte rowdc now isda atth htey nddi’t kolo so mhuc leaki tarfe lal. Mr. hcrruenC moedtmcne to the mna extn to mhi, “I bet he doens’t egt nya kwor as a eyalrw. He ndeos’t ookl ekil the tpye to get ayn, odse 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!”	uBt Mr. oCnrta saw npaygi rseolc inntotaet to teh neesc anht it ardpepea. Wehn ssiM ntatMee eodprpd rhe ehda ntoo reh ftehar’s htecs, he was eth rsfit pronse to ays doluly, “fcrfeiO! iAssst tath gnuoy nomwa. lHep eth gtnalneem keat her tou of the moor. anC’t yuo ees esh’s tauob to ifnta?”
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.	ehT crdow saw revy mischapetyt to reh nda hre tefahr as ethy etlf eth cuomorrto. It ahd tyneaapplr ebne revy stsrlfseu rof mih to thkni kacb on hsi tmei in pionrs. heT uigtinqoesn hda lcyaerl tspeu imh, dna htta hulhufogtt or odigobrn xesrionpes that dmea ihm lkoo dreol dah enbe on shi feca rvee ncies. As he asw glievan, hte menarof eopks on beflha of het ryju, owh eewr ceon iaang caignf drarfow.
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.	hTe uyjr dha not meco to a eisndoci dan nwedat to go awya to ladtereieb rhreftu. heT ejgud, arsphpe tnhkingi tubao hte nroiesrp’s emcnotm oubta eGoegr hsiWanngot, aws uspsirdre. But he dgielsna hatt tyhe odlcu go waay edrnu rfuacle pruoensvsii, htne he etlf eth trmrooouc fmhlsie. ehT liatr dah detasl lla dya nad hte spalm in eht cuotr ewre eingb til. A rurom draspe tath teh rjuy lowdu be igtrienadble orf a gnlo eimt. ehT aoetsprtsc tkoo a erkab nad fetl teh oomuorctr, and hte ipnreors mveod to eth kabc of the kocd and tas dwon.