The Water lily Pond

The Water lily Pond
The Sacrifice of Abraham painting
The Three Ages of Woman
Mr. Stryver had left them in the passages, to shoulder his way back to the robing-room. Another person, who had not joined the group, or interchanged a word with any one of them, but who had been leaning against the wall where its shadow was darkest, had silently strolled out after the rest, and had looked on until the coach drove away. He now stepped up to where Mr. Lorry and Mr. Darnay stood upon the pavement. ¡¡¡¡"So, Mr. Lorry! Men of business may speak to Mr. Darnay now?" ¡¡¡¡Nobody had made any acknowledgment of Mr. Carton's part in the day's proceedings; nobody had known of it. He was unrobed, and was none the better for it in appearance. ¡¡¡¡"If you knew what a conflict goes on in the business mind, when the business mind is divided between good-natured impulse and business appearances, you would be amused, Mr. Darnay." ¡¡¡¡Mr. Lorry reddened, and said, warmly, "You have mentioned that before, sir. We men of business, who serve a House, are not our own masters. We have to think of the House more than ourselves." ¡¡¡¡"I know, I know," rejoined Mr. Carton, carelessly. "Don't be nettled, Mr. Lorry. You are as good as another, I have no doubt: better, I dare say." ¡¡¡¡"And indeed, sir," pursued Mr. Lorry, not minding him, "I really don't know what you have to do with the matter. If you'll excuse me, as very much your elder, for saying so, I really don't know that it is your business." ¡¡¡¡"Business! Bless you, I have no business," said Mr. Carton. ¡¡¡¡"It is a pity you have not, sir." ¡¡¡¡"I think so, too."