abstract：`Wereyoutravellingalone,Mr.Lorry,orwithanycompanion?'`Withtwocompanions.Agentlemanandlady.Theyareher

`Were you travelling alone, Mr. Lorry, or with any companion?'

`With two companions. A gentleman and lady. They are here.'

`They' are here. Had you any conversation with the prisoner?'

`Hardly any. The weather was stormy, and the passage long and rough, and I lay on a sofa, almost from shore to shore.'

The young lady, to whom all eyes had been turned before, and were now turned again, stood up where she had sat. Her father rose with her, and kept her hand drawn through his arm.

`Miss Manette, look upon the prisoner.'

To be confronted with such pity, and such earnest youth and beauty, was far more trying to the accused than to be confronted with all the crowd. Standing, as it were, apart with her on the edge of his grave, not all the staring curiosity that looked on, could, for the moment, nerve him to remain quite still. His hurried right hand parcelled out the herbs before him into imaginary beds of flowers in a garden: and his efforts to control and steady his breathing shook the lips from which the colour rushed to his heart. The buzz of the great flies was loud again.

`Miss Manette, have you seen the prisoner before?'