Venus and Cupid

Venus and Cupid
The Three Ages of Woman
The Virgin and Child with St Anne
The Water lily Pond
¡¡¡¡"That at least is true," said Mr. Lorry. "Say no more now. It may be that I shall yet stand your friend, if you deserve it, and repent in action- not in words. I want no more words." ¡¡¡¡Mr. Cruncher knuckled his forehead, as Sydney Carton and the spy returned from the dark room. "Adieu, Mr. Barsad," said the former; our arrangement thus made, you have nothing to fear from me." ¡¡¡¡He sat down in a chair on the hearth, over against Mr. Lorry. When they were alone, Mr. Lorry asked him what he had done? ¡¡¡¡"Not much. If it should go ill with the prisoner, I have ensured access to him once." ¡¡¡¡Mr. Lorry's countenance fell. ¡¡¡¡"It is all I could do," said Carton. "To propose too much, would be to put this man's head under the axe, and, as he himself said, nothing worse could happen to him if he were denounced. It was obviously the weakness of the position. There is no help for it." ¡¡¡¡"But access to him," said Mr. Lorry, "if it should go ill before the Tribunal, will not save him." ¡¡¡¡"I never said it would." ¡¡¡¡Mr. Lorry's eyes gradually sought the fire; his sympathy with his darling, and the heavy disappointment of his second arrest, gradually weakened them; he was an old man now, overborne with anxiety of late, and his tears fell. ¡¡¡¡"You are a good man and a true friend," said Carton, in an altered voice. "Forgive me if I notice that you are affected. I could not see my father weep, and sit by, careless. And I could not respect your sorrow more, if you were my father. You are free from that misfortune, however." ¡¡¡¡Though he said the last words, with a slip into his usual manner, there was a true feeling and respect both in his tone and in his touch, that Mr. Lorry, who had never seen the better side of him, was wholly unprepared for. He gave him his hand, and Carton gently pressed it.