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Doctor Manette took what was given him to eat and drink, and

worked on, that first day, until it was too dark to see--worked

on, half an hour after Mr. Lorry could not have seen, for his

life, to read or write. When he put his tools aside as useless,

until morning, Mr. Lorry rose and said to him:

"Will you go out?"

He looked down at the floor on either side of him in the old

manner, looked up in the old manner, and repeated in the old low

voice:

"Out?"

"Yes; for a walk with me. Why not?"

He made no effort to say why not, and said not a word more. But,

Mr. Lorry thought he saw, as he leaned forward on his bench in

the dusk, with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands,

that he was in some misty way asking himself, "Why not?" The

sagacity of the man of business perceived an advantage here, and

determined to hold it.