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He waited and waited, and the clock struck twelve; but Doctor Manette did not come back. Mr. Lorry returned, and found no tidings of him, and brought none. Where could he be? ¡¡¡¡They were discussing this question, and were almost building up some weak structure of hope on his prolonged absence, when they heard him on the stairs. The instant he entered the room, it was plain that all was lost. ¡¡¡¡Whether he had really been to any one, or whether he had been an that time traversing the streets, was never known. As he stood staring at them, they asked him no question, for his face told them everything. ¡¡¡¡"I cannot find it," said he,
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"and I must have it. Where is it?" ¡¡¡¡His head and throat were bare, and, as he spoke with a helpless look straying all around, he took his coat off, and let it drop on the floor. ¡¡¡¡"Where is my bench? I have been looking everywhere for my bench, and I can't find it. What have they done with my work? Time presses: I must finish those shoes."