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It was The Vengeance who, amidst the warm commendations of the

audience, thus assisted the proceedings. The President rang his

bell; but, The Vengeance, warming with encouragement, shrieked,

"I defy that bell!" wherein she was likewise much commended.

"Inform the Tribunal of what you did that day within the

Bastille, citizen."

"I knew," said Defarge, looking down at his wife, who stood at

the bottom of the steps on which he was raised, looking steadily

up at him; "I knew that this prisoner, of whom I speak, had been

confined in a cell known as One Hundred and Five, North Tower. I

knew it from himself. He knew himself by no other name than One

Hundred and Five, North Tower, when he made shoes under my care.

As I serve my gun that day, I resolve, when the place shall fall,

to examine that cell. It falls. I mount to the cell, with a

fellow-citizen who is one of the Jury, directed by a gaoler. I

examine it, very closely. In a hole in the chimney, where a stone

has been worked out and replaced, I find a written paper. This is

that written paper. I have made it my business to examine some

specimens of the writing of Doctor Manette. This is the writing

of Doctor Manette. I confide this paper, in the writing of Doctor

Manette, to the hands of the President."