"I remember it too. The curse of those occasions is heavy upon me, for I always remember them. I hope it may be taken into account one day, when all days are at an end for me! Don't be alarmed; I am not going to preach."
"I am not at all alarmed. Earnestness in you, is anything but alarming to me."
"Ah!" said Carton, with a careless wave of his hand, as if he waved that away. "On the drunken occasion in question (one of a large number, as you know), I was insufferable about liking you, and not liking you. I wish you would forget it."
"I forgot it long ago."
"Fashion of speech again! But, Mr. Darnay, oblivion is not so easy to me, as you represent it to be to you. I have by no means forgotten it, and a light answer does not help me to forget it."
"If it was a light answer," returned Darnay, "I beg your forgiveness for it.
I had no other object than to turn a slight thing, which, to my surprise, seems to trouble you too much, aside.
I declare to you, on the faith of a gentleman, that I have long dismissed it from my mind.
Good Heaven, what was there to dismiss! Have I had nothing more important to remember, in the great service you rendered me that day?"
"As to the great service," said Carton, "I am bound to avow to you, when you speak of it in that way, that it was mere professional claptrap, I don't know that I cared what became of you, when I rendered it.-Mind! I say when I rendered it; I am speaking of the past."