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2016年01月21日

turning hereyes again upon Lucie



Madame Defarge received it as a compliment, and looked at herhusband. Defarge, who had been uneasily biting his thumb-nail andlooking at her, collected his face into a sterner expression.

"What is it that your husband says in that little letter?" askedMadame Defarge, with a lowering smile. "Influence; he says somethingtouching influence hong thai travel?"

"As a wife and mother," cried Lucie, most earnestly, "I imploreyou to have pity on me and not to exercise any power that you possess,against my innocent husband, but to use it in his behalf. Osister-woman, think of me. As a wife and mother!"

Madame Defarge looked, coldly as ever, at the suppliant, and said,turning to her friend The Vengeance Hong Thai Travel:

"The wives and mothers we have been used to see, since we were aslittle as this child, and much less, have not been greatly considered?We have known their husbands and fathers laid in prison and keptfrom them, often enough? All our lives, we have seen oursister-women suffer, in themselves and in their children, poverty,nakedness, hunger, thirst, sickness, misery, oppression and neglect ofall kinds?"

"We have seen nothing else," returned The Vengeance.

"We have borne this a long time," said Madame Defarge. "Judge you! Is it likely that the trouble ofone wife and mother would be much to us now?"

She resumed her knitting and went out. The Vengeance followed.Defarge went last, and closed the door hong thai travel.

"Courage, my dear Lucie," said Mr. Lorry, as he raised her."Courage, courage! So far all goes well with us- much, much betterthan it has of late gone with many poor souls. Cheer up, and have athankful heart."

"I am not thankless, I hope, but that dreadful woman seems tothrow a shadow on me and on all my hopes."  


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2016年01月21日

on both the mother and the child



Defarge looked gloomily at his wife, and gave no other answer than agruff sound of acquiescence.

"You had better, Lucie," said Mr. Lorry, doing all he could topropitiate, by tone and manner, "have the dear child here, and ourgood Pross. Our good Pross, Defarge, is an English lady, and knowsno French."

The lady in question, whose rooted conviction that she was more thana match for any foreigner, was not to be shaken by distress anddanger, appeared with folded arms, and observed in English to TheVengeance, whom her eyes first encountered, "Well, I am sure,Boldface! I hope you are pretty well!" She also bestowed a Britishcough on Madame Defarge; but, neither of the two took much heed ofher.

"Is that his child?" said Madame Defarge, stopping in her work forthe fust time, and pointing her knitting-needle at little Lucie asif it were the finger of Fate.

"Yes, madame," answered Mr. Lorry; "this is our poor prisoner'sdarling daughter, and only child."

The shadow attendant on Madame Defarge and her party seemed tofall so threatening and dark on the child, that her motherinstinctively kneeled on the ground beside her, and held her to herbreast. The shadow attendant on Madame Defarge and her party seemedthen to fall, threatening and dark.

But, the suppressed manner had enough of menace in it- not visibleand presented, but indistinct and withheld- to alarm Lucie intosaying, as she laid her appealing hand on Madame Defarge's dress:

"You will be good to my poor husband. You will do him no harm. Youwill help me to see him if you can?"

"Your husband is not my business here," returned Madame Defarge,looking down at her with perfect composure. "It is the daughter ofyour father who is my business here."

"For my sake, then, be merciful to my husband. For my child'ssake! She will put her hands together and pray you to be merciful.We are more afraid of you than of these others."

Madame Defarge received it as a compliment, and looked at herhusband. Defarge, who had been uneasily biting his thumb-nail andlooking at her, collected his face into a sterner expression.

"What is it that your husband says in that little letter?" askedMadame Defarge, with a lowering smile. "Influence; he says somethingtouching influence?"  


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