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"I seek him. We seek him. I know you, Evremonde; I saw you before

the Tribunal to-day. You are again the prisoner of the Republic."

The four surrounded him, where he stood with his wife and child

clinging to him.

"Tell me how and why am I again a prisoner?"

"It is enough that you return straight to the Conciergerie, and

will know to-morrow. You are summoned for to-morrow."

Doctor Manette, whom this visitation had so turned into stone,

that he stood with the lamp in his hand, as if he were a statue

made to hold it, moved after these words were spoken, put the

lamp down, and confronting the speaker, and taking him, not

ungently, by the loose front of his red woollen shirt, said:

"You know him, you have said. Do you know me?"

"Yes, I know you, Citizen Doctor."

"We all know you, Citizen Doctor," said the other three.

He looked abstractedly from one to another, and said, in a lower

voice, after a pause:

"Will you answer his question to me then? How does this happen?"