'Well, I'm not going to France. But you are, and I'm worried about you.'
Just at that moment a bank clerk put an old,
unopened letter on Mr Lorry's desk,
and Darnay happened to see the name on it:
The Marquis of Evrémonde, at Tellson's Bank, London.
Since his uncle's death, this was Darnay's real name.
On the morning of his wedding to Lucie he had told Dr Manette,
but the Doctor had made him promise to keep his name secret.
Not even Lucie or Mr Lorry knew.
'We can't find this Marquis, ' said the clerk.
'I know where to find him, ' said Darnay.'Shall I take the letter?'
'That would be very kind, ' said Mr Lorry.
As soon as he had left the bank, Darnay opened the letter.
It was from Monsieur Gabelle,
who had been arrested and taken to Paris. Monsieur, once the Marquis
I am in prison, and I may lose my life,
because I worked for a landowner who has left France.
You told me to work for the people and not against them,
and I have done this. But no one believes me.
They say only that I worked for an emigrant, and where is that emigrant?
Oh Monsieur, please help me, I beg you！