Book the Second - the Golden Thread
19. XIX. An Opinion
 
Worn out by anxious watching, Mr. Lorry fell asleep at his post.  On
 the tenth morning of his suspense, he was startled by the shining of
 the sun into the room where a heavy slumber had overtaken him when it
 was dark night. 
He rubbed his eyes and roused himself; but he doubted, when he had
 done so, whether he was not still asleep.  For, going to the door of
 the Doctor's room and looking in, he perceived that the shoemaker's
 bench and tools were put aside again, and that the Doctor himself sat
 reading at the window.  He was in his usual morning dress, and his face
 (which Mr. Lorry could distinctly see), though still very pale, was
 calmly studious and attentive. 
Even when he had satisfied himself that he was awake, Mr. Lorry felt
 giddily uncertain for some few moments whether the late shoemaking
 might not be a disturbed dream of his own; for, did not his eyes show
 him his friend before him in his accustomed clothing and aspect, and
 employed as usual; and was there any sign within their range, that the
 change of which he had so strong an impression had actually happened? 
It was but the inquiry of his first confusion and astonishment, the
 answer being obvious.  If the impression were not produced by a real
 corresponding and sufficient cause, how came he, Jarvis Lorry, there?
 How came he to have fallen asleep, in his clothes, on the sofa in
 Doctor Manette's consulting-room, and to be debating these points
 outside the Doctor's bedroom door in the early morning? 
Within a few minutes, Miss Pross stood whispering at his side.  If he
 had had any particle of doubt left, her talk would of necessity have
 resolved it; but he was by that time clear-headed, and had none.  He
 advised that they should let the time go by until the regular
 breakfast-hour, and should then meet the Doctor as if nothing unusual
 had occurred.  If he appeared to be in his customary state of mind,
 Mr. Lorry would then cautiously proceed to seek direction and guidance
 from the opinion he had been, in his anxiety, so anxious to obtain. 
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