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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 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
tily made ready and that same day set out with Mr. Lorry for France. When they reached Paris they went at once to find Defarge. He was a stern, forbidding man, who kept a cheap wine shop in one of the poorer quarters of the city. He took them through a dirty courtyard behind the shop and up five flights of filthy stairs to a door, which he unlocked for them to enter. In the dim room sat a withered, white-haired old man on a low bench making shoes. His cheeks were worn 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. Lucie's heart almost broke to see him.  HIS CONDITION SHE HASTILY MADE READY AND THAT SAME DAY SET OUT WITH MISTER LORRY FOR FRANCE WHEN THEY REACHED PARIS THEY WENT AT ONCE TO FIND DEFARGE HE WAS A STERN FORBIDDING MAN WHO KEPT THE CHEAP WINE SHOP IN ONE OF THE POORER QUARTERS OF THE CITY HE TOOK THEM THROUGH A DIRTY COURTYARD BEHIND THE SHOP AND UP FIVE FLIGHTS OF FILTHY STAIRS TO A DOOR WHICH HE UNLOCKED FOR THEM TO ENTER IN THE DIM ROOM SAT A WITHERED WHITE HAIRED OLD MAN ON A LOW BENCH MAKING SHOES HIS CHEEKS WERE 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
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