ten o'clock
`` Why , it 's on the tip of your tongue . '' `` Miss Manette , then ! '' Carton drank the toast , and flung his glass over his shoulder against the wall , where it shivered in pieces . After Darnay had gone , Carton drank and slept till ten o'clock , and then walked to the chambers of Mr. Stryver . Mr. Stryver was a glib man , and an unscrupulous , and a bold , and was fast shouldering his way to a lucrative practice ; but it had been noted that he had not the striking and necessary faculty of extracting evidence from a heap of statements . A remarkable improvement , however , came upon him as to this . Sydney Carton , idlest and most unpromising of men , was his great ally .