Why wasn't the world full of love, when love made happiness? Why did people hide their natural kindliness as if it were something shameful? Why shouldn't people say what they thought and act as they were inclined? Why all this pother about what one's neighbour thought, when this pother was not energized by any good will? Why was truth avoided as the plague? Why did this young man have one name on the hotel register and another on his lips? Why was she bothering about him at all? Why should there be this inexplicable compassion, when the normal sensation should have been repellance? Sidney Carton. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. Nothing could exceed the dismay of these personages when they learnt why they had been summoned. It was instantly burst open, when the horrible stench that issued from it convinced them that it must be a receptacle for the murdered victims of the thief-taker. “I am the most foolish of men. Now you can understand why I have been obliged to——” “Yes, yes, I understand that,” Courtlaw interrupted. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. Really they are the most beautiful things in the world. "My head fairly turns round.
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