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everyweakpersonfromaswoon,orendeavouring,inthe hopeofsomedisclosure,tostaythespiritofafast-dyingman. “Didyouaskmeformyname?” “AssuredlyIdid.” “OneHundredandFive,NorthTower.” “Isthatall?” “OneHundredandFive,NorthTower.” Withawearysoundthatwasnotasigh,noragroan,hebentto workagain,untilthesilencewasagainbroken. “Youarenotashoemakerbytrade?”saidMr.Lorry,looking steadfastlyathim. HishaggardeyesturnedtoDefarge,asifhewouldhave transferredthequestiontohim:butasnohelpcamefromthat quarter,theyturnedbackonthequestionerwhentheyhadsought CharlesDickensElecBookClassics theground. “Iamnotashoemakerbytrade?No,Iwasnotashoemakerby trade.IIlearntithere.Itaughtmyself.Iaskedleaveto”He lapsedaway,evenforminutes,ringingthosem