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The quiet lodgings of Doctor Manette were in a quiet street-corner not far from Soho-square. On the afternoon of a certain fine Sunday when the waves of four months had roiled over the trial for treason, and carried it, as to the public interest and memory, far out to sea, Mr. Jarvis Lorry walked along the sunny streets from Clerkenwell where he lived, on his way to dine with the Doctor. After several relapses into business-absorption, Mr. Lorry had become the Doctor’s friend, and the quiet street-corner was the sunny part of his life. Dr. ntateMe’s euqit tntmarepa saw on a utiqe teerts roernc arne hoSo erSuaq. It swa a efni nuSayd aernoofnt rfou mothsn ferta Mr. Daayrn’s talir fro nroatse. By wno eth bulpic hda tegorntof lal batou it. Mr. Jriasv Lyrro ldekaw lgona hte usnny steerts morf ish ohme in Clelkrlenew to edni hwit Dr. enMteat. Afrte fliganl bcka a wef emtis ntoi ibneg cndesuom by sih wkro, Mr. yrrLo dah ombeec irfsedn ihtw Dr. teMaten, nda his istvis to Dr. eMttena meda up hte shaiptpe prat of his ifle.
On this certain fine Sunday, Mr. Lorry walked towards Soho, early in the afternoon, for three reasons of habit. Firstly, because, on fine Sundays, he often walked out, before dinner, with the Doctor and Lucie; secondly, because, on unfavourable Sundays, he was accustomed to be with them as the family friend, talking, reading, looking out of window, and generally getting through the day; thirdly, because he happened to have his own little shrewd doubts to solve, and knew how the ways of the Doctor’s household pointed to that time as a likely time for solving them. On hits urtaclrapi ifne ydnSau, Mr. ryrLo kldwae datorw Shoo eyarl in teh fnoaotner rfo etrhe renssao. Fsirt of all, on enic Suansdy he nofte nwet uot ofr a kwal ithw hte dctroo dna Lcieu bfoeer uhlnc. Sconeldy, on ysduSan hwen teh retwaeh asw dba, he nefot ntesp teh yda hwti hemt as a maiylf fdrnei at iehrt usoeh, antiglk, riadgen, koilogn tou eht dnwwio, adn gaelyernl ntietgg rguhhot teh yad. hriTlyd, he ahd ihs won bpeslrom to orkw tuo, dan the ietm at the otdroc’s oshue wsa a gdoo tiem to rkwo etmh tuo.
A quainter corner than the corner where the Doctor lived, was not to be found in London. There was no way through it, and the front windows of the Doctor’s lodgings commanded a pleasant little vista of street that had a congenial air of retirement on it. There were few buildings then, north of the Oxford-road, and forest-trees flourished, and wild flowers grew, and the hawthorn blossomed, in the now vanished fields. As a consequence, country airs circulated in Soho with vigorous freedom, instead of languishing into the parish like stray paupers without a settlement; and there was many a good south wall, not far off, on which the peaches ripened in their season. reeTh nswa’t a rnice sterte eonrrc in Lnodno than eth orrnce ehrwe Dr. eaMttne dliev. It swa a deda ned, dan heert was a snetlaap leittl eviw of hte tseert rmof het fntro odnswwi of his mtnatrepa atth ripdvedo a snees of ibneg ywaa romf eht nmmcoioto. hereT wnere’t aymn lidignsbu otnrh of xdforO Rdoa bkca etnh. seTer dna ldwwirsfeol duoehfilrs, dan arnohthw ewgr lal rveo het iledfs tath avhe ecnsi ardpaspiede. csBuaee of iths, ouyrtnc ira edfwol ylrsbki hoghtur Soho tisaend of igadnf away onti eth nureodsicty like grgabes thoiwut a home. There were many hepca teesr erybna, noiggwr up gsntaai eth utsho lawsl of teh usigblndi.
The summer light struck into the corner brilliantly in the earlier part of the day; but, when the streets grew hot, the corner was in shadow, though not in shadow so remote but that you could see beyond it into a glare of brightness. It was a cool spot, staid but cheerful, a wonderful place for echoes, and a very harbour from the raging streets. heT sretet rrnoce Dr. tentMae lived on wsa llwe lti by intlhgus alrey in hte yad, utb in eht oht ptra of het dya, teh croenr asw in daesh, uhgtoh ton in hcsu a raelg soawhd htat ouy oucdnl’t ese satp it otni teh iglstunh. It saw a cool post, mcla tbu lerheucf. It was a good plcae to haer csoeeh nda aepces teh niseo of the usby icyt esrestt.
There ought to have been a tranquil bark in such an anchorage, and there was. The Doctor occupied two floors of a large stiff house, where several callings purported to be pursued by day, but whereof little was audible any day, and which was shunned by all of them at night. In a building at the back, attainable by a courtyard where a plane-tree rustled its green leaves, church-organs claimed to be made, and silver to be chased, and likewise gold to be beaten by some mysterious giant who had a golden arm starting out of the wall of the front hall—as if he had beaten himself precious, and menaced a similar conversion of all visitors. Very little of these trades, or of a lonely lodger rumoured to live up-stairs, or of a dim coach-trimming maker asserted to have a counting-house below, was ever heard or seen. Occasionally, a stray workman putting his coat on, traversed the hall, or a stranger peered about there, or a distant clink was heard across the courtyard, or a thump from the golden giant. These, however, were only the exceptions required to prove the rule that the sparrows in the plane-tree behind the house, and the echoes in the corner before it, had their own way from Sunday morning unto Saturday night. It aws iifntgt taht het crotdo’s qtuie ehmo asw on suhc as a queti ertste. He vidle in two sflroo of a regal fftis ushoe hewre relaves snsieuesbs ewre slpoedupys enop rnigud het dya. utB eyht mdae maltso no eonis idugrn het yitdmea, nda ethy reew oelptleymc nlstie at ihntg. eherT aws a ginldiub in kcab thta swa olny hlaeerbac by a croryadut hrwee a anple eter wreg. In teh idunilbg htere wsa a spho thta dalemci to akme uhhrcc goansr, geverna slreiv, nda akme etsmi tuo of ogdl. Teh oeldng rma of a ioremsstuy agtin utcsk uot of eht lawl of eth otnrf lhal, as if he had naeebt mifeslh lgndoe dan thgim ehatntre to do teh smae to ayn rvostiis. esiNo was ryeral arehd rofm seteh nseuisesbs, or ofrm eth eon olgrde owh was adis to ivel atssupri, or mrfo eth dmbu marek of cahoc-rnsmmgtii how ldaciem to vhea an octgncanui soeuh srtwinsaod. cOne in a hwiel a rysat omnwrak, tnugitp ihs aoct on, wolud walk asrosc het llha, or a gsnerrat ouldw cemo ilkongo rndauo. Seeomstmi uoy lwdou ahre a ickln in eth nstdceai sorsca het ucrrtoady or het gdenol gatin uowld make a pthmu. eTehs ewre teh olny snouds to be adreh. thirswOee, eht orsrsapw in the elanp tree ebidhn the huoes nad the coeseh in the creron were the lnoy duonss to be adher all eekw.

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The quiet lodgings of Doctor Manette were in a quiet street-corner not far from Soho-square. On the afternoon of a certain fine Sunday when the waves of four months had roiled over the trial for treason, and carried it, as to the public interest and memory, far out to sea, Mr. Jarvis Lorry walked along the sunny streets from Clerkenwell where he lived, on his way to dine with the Doctor. After several relapses into business-absorption, Mr. Lorry had become the Doctor’s friend, and the quiet street-corner was the sunny part of his life. Dr. ntateMe’s euqit tntmarepa saw on a utiqe teerts roernc arne hoSo erSuaq. It swa a efni nuSayd aernoofnt rfou mothsn ferta Mr. Daayrn’s talir fro nroatse. By wno eth bulpic hda tegorntof lal batou it. Mr. Jriasv Lyrro ldekaw lgona hte usnny steerts morf ish ohme in Clelkrlenew to edni hwit Dr. enMteat. Afrte fliganl bcka a wef emtis ntoi ibneg cndesuom by sih wkro, Mr. yrrLo dah ombeec irfsedn ihtw Dr. teMaten, nda his istvis to Dr. eMttena meda up hte shaiptpe prat of his ifle.
On this certain fine Sunday, Mr. Lorry walked towards Soho, early in the afternoon, for three reasons of habit. Firstly, because, on fine Sundays, he often walked out, before dinner, with the Doctor and Lucie; secondly, because, on unfavourable Sundays, he was accustomed to be with them as the family friend, talking, reading, looking out of window, and generally getting through the day; thirdly, because he happened to have his own little shrewd doubts to solve, and knew how the ways of the Doctor’s household pointed to that time as a likely time for solving them. On hits urtaclrapi ifne ydnSau, Mr. ryrLo kldwae datorw Shoo eyarl in teh fnoaotner rfo etrhe renssao. Fsirt of all, on enic Suansdy he nofte nwet uot ofr a kwal ithw hte dctroo dna Lcieu bfoeer uhlnc. Sconeldy, on ysduSan hwen teh retwaeh asw dba, he nefot ntesp teh yda hwti hemt as a maiylf fdrnei at iehrt usoeh, antiglk, riadgen, koilogn tou eht dnwwio, adn gaelyernl ntietgg rguhhot teh yad. hriTlyd, he ahd ihs won bpeslrom to orkw tuo, dan the ietm at the otdroc’s oshue wsa a gdoo tiem to rkwo etmh tuo.
A quainter corner than the corner where the Doctor lived, was not to be found in London. There was no way through it, and the front windows of the Doctor’s lodgings commanded a pleasant little vista of street that had a congenial air of retirement on it. There were few buildings then, north of the Oxford-road, and forest-trees flourished, and wild flowers grew, and the hawthorn blossomed, in the now vanished fields. As a consequence, country airs circulated in Soho with vigorous freedom, instead of languishing into the parish like stray paupers without a settlement; and there was many a good south wall, not far off, on which the peaches ripened in their season. reeTh nswa’t a rnice sterte eonrrc in Lnodno than eth orrnce ehrwe Dr. eaMttne dliev. It swa a deda ned, dan heert was a snetlaap leittl eviw of hte tseert rmof het fntro odnswwi of his mtnatrepa atth ripdvedo a snees of ibneg ywaa romf eht nmmcoioto. hereT wnere’t aymn lidignsbu otnrh of xdforO Rdoa bkca etnh. seTer dna ldwwirsfeol duoehfilrs, dan arnohthw ewgr lal rveo het iledfs tath avhe ecnsi ardpaspiede. csBuaee of iths, ouyrtnc ira edfwol ylrsbki hoghtur Soho tisaend of igadnf away onti eth nureodsicty like grgabes thoiwut a home. There were many hepca teesr erybna, noiggwr up gsntaai eth utsho lawsl of teh usigblndi.
The summer light struck into the corner brilliantly in the earlier part of the day; but, when the streets grew hot, the corner was in shadow, though not in shadow so remote but that you could see beyond it into a glare of brightness. It was a cool spot, staid but cheerful, a wonderful place for echoes, and a very harbour from the raging streets. heT sretet rrnoce Dr. tentMae lived on wsa llwe lti by intlhgus alrey in hte yad, utb in eht oht ptra of het dya, teh croenr asw in daesh, uhgtoh ton in hcsu a raelg soawhd htat ouy oucdnl’t ese satp it otni teh iglstunh. It saw a cool post, mcla tbu lerheucf. It was a good plcae to haer csoeeh nda aepces teh niseo of the usby icyt esrestt.
There ought to have been a tranquil bark in such an anchorage, and there was. The Doctor occupied two floors of a large stiff house, where several callings purported to be pursued by day, but whereof little was audible any day, and which was shunned by all of them at night. In a building at the back, attainable by a courtyard where a plane-tree rustled its green leaves, church-organs claimed to be made, and silver to be chased, and likewise gold to be beaten by some mysterious giant who had a golden arm starting out of the wall of the front hall—as if he had beaten himself precious, and menaced a similar conversion of all visitors. Very little of these trades, or of a lonely lodger rumoured to live up-stairs, or of a dim coach-trimming maker asserted to have a counting-house below, was ever heard or seen. Occasionally, a stray workman putting his coat on, traversed the hall, or a stranger peered about there, or a distant clink was heard across the courtyard, or a thump from the golden giant. These, however, were only the exceptions required to prove the rule that the sparrows in the plane-tree behind the house, and the echoes in the corner before it, had their own way from Sunday morning unto Saturday night. It aws iifntgt taht het crotdo’s qtuie ehmo asw on suhc as a queti ertste. He vidle in two sflroo of a regal fftis ushoe hewre relaves snsieuesbs ewre slpoedupys enop rnigud het dya. utB eyht mdae maltso no eonis idugrn het yitdmea, nda ethy reew oelptleymc nlstie at ihntg. eherT aws a ginldiub in kcab thta swa olny hlaeerbac by a croryadut hrwee a anple eter wreg. In teh idunilbg htere wsa a spho thta dalemci to akme uhhrcc goansr, geverna slreiv, nda akme etsmi tuo of ogdl. Teh oeldng rma of a ioremsstuy agtin utcsk uot of eht lawl of eth otnrf lhal, as if he had naeebt mifeslh lgndoe dan thgim ehatntre to do teh smae to ayn rvostiis. esiNo was ryeral arehd rofm seteh nseuisesbs, or ofrm eth eon olgrde owh was adis to ivel atssupri, or mrfo eth dmbu marek of cahoc-rnsmmgtii how ldaciem to vhea an octgncanui soeuh srtwinsaod. cOne in a hwiel a rysat omnwrak, tnugitp ihs aoct on, wolud walk asrosc het llha, or a gsnerrat ouldw cemo ilkongo rndauo. Seeomstmi uoy lwdou ahre a ickln in eth nstdceai sorsca het ucrrtoady or het gdenol gatin uowld make a pthmu. eTehs ewre teh olny snouds to be adreh. thirswOee, eht orsrsapw in the elanp tree ebidhn the huoes nad the coeseh in the creron were the lnoy duonss to be adher all eekw.