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seen,becameagainchargedwithmistandvapour,Mr.Lorry’s
thoughtsseemedtocloudtoo.Whenitwasdark,andhesatbefore
thecoffee-roomfire,awaitinghisdinnerashehadawaitedhis
breakfast,hismindwasbusilydigging,digging,digging,inthelive
redcoals.
Abottleofgoodclaretafterdinnerdoesadiggerinthered
coalsnoharm,otherwisethanasithasatendencytothrowhim
outofwork.Mr.Lorryhadbeenidlealongtime,andhadjust
pouredouthislastglassfulofwinewithascompletean
appearanceofsatisfactionasisevertobefoundinanelderly
gentlemanofafreshcomplexionwhohasgottotheendofabottle,
whenarattlingofwheelscameupthenarrowstreet,andrumbled
intotheinn-yard.
Hesetdownhisglassuntouched.“ThisisMam’selle!”hesaid.
InaveryfewminutesthewaitercameintoannouncethatMiss
ManettehadarrivedfromLondon,andwouldbehappytoseethe
gentle