`SYDNEY ,'
said Mr. Stryver, on that self-same night, or morning, to his jackal; `mix
another bowl of punch; I have something to say to you.'
`Are you mixing that other bowl of punch?'
said Stryver the portly, with his hands in his waistband, glancing round from
the sofa where he lay on his back,
`I am.'
`Now, look here! I am going to tell you
something that will rather surprise you, and that perhaps will make you think
me not quite as shrewd as you usually do think me. I intend to marry.
`Do you?'
`Yes. And not for money. What do you say
now?'
`I don't feel disposed to say much. Who is
she?'
`Guess.'
`Do I know her?'
`Guess.'
`I am not going to guess, at five o'clock
in the morning, with my brains frying and sputtering in my, head. If you want
me to guess, you must ask me to dinner.
`Well then, I'll tell you,' said Stryver,
coming slowly into a sitting posture. `Sydney ,
I rather despair of making myself intelligible to you, because you are such an
insensible dog.'
`And you,' returned Sydney , busy concocting the punch, `are such
a sensitive and poetical spirit.'
`Come!' rejoined Stryver, laughing
boastfully, `though I don't prefer any claim to being the soul of Romance (for
I hope I, know better), still I am a tenderer sort of fellow than you.
`You are a luckier, if you mean that.'
`I don't mean that. I mean I am a man of
more--more---'
`Say gallantry, while you are about it,'
suggested Carton.
`Well! I'll say gallantry. My meaning is
that I am a man,' said Stryver, inflating himself at his friend as he made the
punch, `who cares more to be agreeable, Who takes more pains to be agreeable,
who knows better how to be agreeable, in a woman's society, than you do.'
`Go on,' said Sydney Carton.
`No; but before I go on,' said Stryver,
shaking his head in his bullying way, `I'll have this out with you. You've been
at Dr. Manette's house as much as I have, or more than I have. Why, I have been
ashamed of your moroseness there! Your manners have been of that silent and
sullen and hang-dog kind, that, upon my life and soul, I have been ashamed of
you, Sydney!'
`It should be very beneficial to a man in
your practice at the bar, to be ashamed of anything,' returned Sydney ; `you ought to be much obliged to me.
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