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Darnay soon became known and encouraged. He was well acquainted,

more-over, with the circumstances of his country, and those were

of ever-growing interest. So, with great perseverance and

untiring industry, he prospered.

In London, he had expected neither to walk on pavements of gold,

nor to lie on beds of roses; if he had had any such exalted

expectation, he would not have prospered. He had expected labour,

and he found it, and did it and made the best of it. In this, his

prosperity consisted.

A certain portion of his time was passed at Cambridge, where he

read with undergraduates as a sort of tolerated smuggler who

drove a contraband trade in European languages, instead of

conveying Greek and Latin through the Custom-house. The rest of

his time he passed in London.

Now, from the days when it was always summer in Eden, to these

days when it is mostly winter in fallen latitudes, the world of a

man has invariably gone one way--Charles Darnay's way--the way of

the love of a woman.