“Why?”

“Why! Because he has lived so long, locked up, that he would be frightened⁠—rave⁠—tear himself to pieces⁠—die⁠—come to I know not what harm⁠—if his door was left open.”

“Is it possible!” exclaimed Mr. Lorry.

“Is it possible!” repeated Defarge, bitterly. “Yes. And a beautiful world we live in, when it is possible, and when many other such things are possible, and not only possible, but done⁠—done, see you!⁠—under that sky there, every day. Long live the Devil. Let us go on.”