Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

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A TALE OF TWO CITIES. 63 prison, and he taught himself the trade." He paused, scanning the girl's white face. "You are the image of your poor mother when he left her. That gives me hope. You may yet call him back to life." Up long flights of narrow, dirty stairs they led the trembling girl, into a low, dimly lighted attic room. There, upon a rude workman's bench, sat a thin, white-haired man, his head bent over a small shoe. "I was obliged to give him his work," whispered DeFarge; "he seems lost without it." For a moment the trembling girl watched the silent figure. Then, stretching a silencing hand toward her two companions, she crept softly toward him. Kneeling upon the rough floor, she placed a slim white hand upon the one which held the shoe. The old man looked up5 startled; the shoe fell to the floor. , Slowly clutching at his ragged, gray hair, he stared vacantly into the sweet face. Then, very slowly, he reached out a bony hand, and touched one of the curls which hung over Lucie's shoulders. Tenderly he fondled it, and his haggard face wore a puzzled look. The watchers, standing by, were breathless with suspense. The daughter looked wistfully into the father's eyes, but there was no gleam of recognition. Then the thin hand fumbled for a moment with a cord which was about his neck, and detached a scrap of folded rag. He opened it slowly. It contained a tiny ring of golden hair. "It is the same," he muttered. "How can it be ! When was it ? How was it?" For a moment, the bewildered brain strove with the problem, but soon the puzzled, striving expression left his face; the old blank look returned, and he took up his tools again. "Do you see?" said Lucie, smiling thru her tears. "He recalled a little, oven this first time. Let ns take him from here at once. In London I will care for him until he is himself again." DARN AY (EVEREMONDE) RENOUNCES HIS INHERITANCE AND LEAVES ERANCE FOR ENGLAND. She spoke with all the bright confidence of youth. Mr. Lorry looked doubtfully at DeFarge. "It is best," said DeFarge. "Doctor Manette is better and safer out of France. Go tonight." A carriage and post-horses drew up before the wineshop, and the little party took their places inside. The postillion cracked his whip and they clattered away, under the feeble glare of the over-swinging lamps. It was such a cheery little home ! The walls were so bright, the windows so clean and shining, the furniture and ornaments were so tastefully arranged; and, above all, Lucie's face and manner were so merry and inspiring, that even in smoky, foggy old London, the sun seemed to shine in the tiny apartment all day. Little by little, love and care restored Doctor Manette's health. Day by day, the shadows lifted, the step grew firmer, the mind clearer, and the awfu] past came back, with its shadows, at rarer intervals. Mr. Lorry, now employed at Tollson's London house, came often, counselling, helping, adding to the general cheerfulness and enjoying Lucie's bright presence. Two others came often, two young men, on the familiar footing of family friends. Between these two there was a remarkable resemblance. Xeither had known of the other's existence until