`I do ask it. Accept my cordial thanks.'
`What,' said Carton, still only half turned towards him, `do you expect, Mr. Darnay?'
`It's the wisest thing to expect, and the likeliest. But I think their withdrawing is in your favour.
Loitering on the way out of court not being allowed, Jerry heard no more: but left them--so like each other in feature, so unlike each other in manner--standing side by side, both reflected in the glass above them.
An hour and a half limped heavily away in the thief-and-rascal crowded passages below, even though assisted off with mutton pies and ale. The hoarse messenger, uncomfortably seated on a form after taking that refection, had dropped into a doze, when a loud murmur and a rapid tide of people setting up the stairs that led to the court, carried him along with them.
`Jerry! Jerry!' Mr. Lorry was already calling at the door when he got there.
`Here, sir! It's a fight to get back again. Here I am, sir!'
Mr. Lorry handed him a paper through the throng. `Quick! Have you got it?'