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Then he suddenly burst into tears  the first he had shed for long, long years  and the tears seemed to bring back a part of the past. Lucie took him in her arms and soothed him, while Mr. Lorry went to bring the coach that was to take them to England. Through all their preparations for departure her father sat watching in a sort of scared wonder, holding tight to Lucie's hand like a child, and when they told him to come with them he descended the stairs obediently. THEN HE SUDDENLY BURST INTO TEARS THE FIRST HE HAD SHED FOR LONG LONG YEARS AND THE TEARS SEEMED TO BRING BACK A PART OF THE PAST LUCY TOOK HIM IN HER ARMS AND SOOTHED HIM WHILE MISTER LORRY WENT TO BRING THE COACH THAT WAS TO TAKE THEM TO ENGLAND THROUGH ALL THEIR PREPARATIONS FOR DEPARTURE HER FATHER SAT WATCHING IN A SORT OF SCARED WONDER HOLDING TIGHT TO LUCIE'S HAND LIKE A CHILD AND WHEN THEY TOLD HIM TO COME WITH THEM HE DESCENDED THE STAIRS OBEDIENTLY
re bright and his long beard was as white as snow. He wore a ragged shirt, and his hands were thin and transparent from confinement. It was Lucie's father, Doctor Manette! He scarcely looked up when they entered, for his mind was gone and he knew no one. All that seemed to interest him was his shoemaking. He had forgotten everything else. He even thought his own name was "One hundred and five, North Tower," which had been the number of his cell in the Bastille. Lucie's heart almost broke to see him. She wanted to throw her arms about him, to lay her head on his breast and tell him she was his daughter who loved him and had come to take him home at last. But she was afraid this would frighten him. She came close to him, and after a while he began to look at her. She greatly resembled her dead mother, and presently her face seemed to remind him of something. He unwound a string from around his neck and unfolded a little rag which was tied to it, and there was a lock of hair like Lucie's.  WAN AND HOLLOW HIS EYES WERE BRIGHT AND HIS LONG BEARD WAS AS WHITE AS SNOW HE WORE A RAGGED SHIRT AND HIS HANDS WERE THIN AND TRANSPARENT FROM CONFINEMENT IT WAS LUCIE'S FATHER DOCTOR MANETTE HE SCARCELY LOOKED UP WHEN THEY ENTERED FOR HIS MIND WAS GONE AND HE KNEW NO ONE ALL THAT SEEMED TO INTEREST HIM WAS HIS SHOEMAKING HE HAD FORGOTTEN EVERYTHING ELSE HE EVEN THOUGHT HIS OWN NAME WAS ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE NORTH TOWER WHICH HAD BEEN THE NUMBER OF HIS CELL IN THE BASTILLE LUCY'S HEART ALMOST BROKE TO SEE HIM SHE WANTED TO THROW HER ARMS ABOUT HIM TO LAY HER HEAD ON HIS BREAST AND TELL HIM SHE WAS HIS DAUGHTER WHO LOVED HIM AND HAD TO COME TAKE HIM HOME AT LAST BUT SHE WAS AFRAID THIS WOULD FRIGHTEN HIM SHE CAME CLOSE TO HIM AND AFTER A WHILE HE BEGAN TO LOOK AT HER SHE GREATLY RESEMBLED HER DEAD MOTHER AND PRESENTLY HER FACE SEEMED TO REMIND HIM OF SOMETHING HE UNWOUND A STRING FROM ROUND HIS NECK AND UNFOLDED A LITTLE RAG WHICH WAS TIED TO IT AND THERE WAS A LOCK OF HAIR LIKE LUCY'S
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