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‘And leave your Lucie here worrying for you? Don’t even think
about it!’ said Mr Lorry.
‘Will you really go tonight?’ asked Charles.

‘Tonight,’ said Mr Lorry. ‘It is too urgent now for me to wait any
longer.’
As always now at Tellson’s, there were several French emigrants

in the bank’s office. They were talking about how they would take
their revenge against the evil people who had burned down their
castles and thrown them out of their country. They didn’t seem to
understand, or want to understand, that these troubles had been
caused by the hunger and misery of the people.
One of the bank’s secretaries now came hurrying through the
emigrants to Mr Lorry’s desk, and put a dirty unopened letter on it.
Looking down, Charles saw that the letter was addressed:

‘Urgent. To the Marquis of Evrémonde.’
‘Have you found this person yet, Mr Lorry?’ the secretary asked.

‘No,’ said Mr Lorry. ‘I have asked everybody, and no one knows
where he is.’
Charles stared at the letter. On the morning of his wedding, when
he had told Doctor Manette his real name, the doctor had asked him
to promise not to tell anyone else – so he knew that Mr Lorry had no
idea that this letter was addressed to him.
‘I know the marquis,’ he said at last.

Mr Lorry looked up at him in surprise. ‘Can you take the letter to
him then?’

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