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WORN OUT by anxious watching, Mr. Lorry fell asleep at his post.
On the tenth morning of his suspense, he was startled by the
shining of the sun into the room where a heavy slumber had
overtaken him when it was dark night.
He rubbed his eyes and roused himself; but he doubted, when he
had done so, whether he was not still asleep. For, going to the door
of the Doctor’s room and looking in, he perceived that the
shoemaker’s bench and tools were put aside again, and that the
Doctor himself sat reading at the window. He was in his usual
morning dress, and his face (which Mr. Lorry could distinctly see),
though still very pale, was calmly studious and attentive.
Even when he had satisfied himself that he was awake, Mr. Lorry
felt giddily uncertain for some few moments whether the late
shoemaking might not be a disturbed dream of his own; for, did
not his eyes show him his friend before him in his accustomed
clothing and aspect, and employed as usual; and was there any
sign within their range, that the change of which he had so strong
an impression had actually happened? It was but the inquiry of his
first confusion and astonishment, the answer being obvious. If the
impression were not produced by a real corresponding and
sufficient cause, how came he, Jarvis Lorry, there? How came he to
have fallen asleep, in his clothes, on the sofa in Doctor Manette’s
consulting-room, and to be debating these points outside the
Doctor’s bedroom door in the early morning? Within a few
minutes, Miss Pross stood whispering at his side. If he had had any
particle of doubt left, her talk would of necessity have resolved it;
but he was by that time clear-headed, and had none. He advised
that they should let the time go by until the regular breakfast-hour,
and should then meet the Doctor as if nothing unusual had
occurred. If he appeared to be in his customary state of mind, Mr.
Lorry would then cautiously proceed to seek direction and
guidance from the opinion he had been, in his anxiety, so anxious
Miss Pross, submitting herself to his judgment, the scheme was
worked out with care. Having abundance of time for his usual
methodical toilette, Mr. Lorry presented himself at the breakfast-
hour in his usual white linen, and with his usual neat leg. The
Doctor was summoned in the usual way, and came to breakfast.
So far as it was possible to comprehend him without over stepping
those delicate and gradual approaches which Mr. Lorry felt to be