Mr. Jarvis Lorry walked along the sunny streets toward Soho Square in London to see Dr. Manette.
"A quainter corner than the corner where the Doctor lived was not to be found in London. It commanded a pleasant little vista. These things were within Mr. Lorry's knowledge, thoughts, and notice when he rang the door-bell of the tranquil house on the corner."
"Simple as the furniture was, it was set off by so many little adornments, of no value but for their taste and fancy, that its effect was delightful."
"And why wonder at that?" It proceeded from Miss Pross, the wild red woman, strong of hand, whose acquaintance he had first made at the Royal George Hotel. "I should have thought--" Mr. Lorry began. "Pooh! You'd have thought! said Miss Pross.
After polite conversation, Mr. Lorry and Miss Pross begin to discuss Lucy Manette whom Miss Pross calls "Ladybird." "I don't want dozens of people who are not all worthy of Ladybird, to come here looking after her," said Miss Pross.
"Mr. Lorry knew Miss Pross to be....one of those unselfish creatures--found only among women--who will, for pure love and admiration, bind themselves willing slaves, to youth when they have lost it, to beauty that they never had, to accomplishments that they were never fortunate enough to gain, to bright hopes that never shone upon their own somber lives."