A tale of two citiesTicknor and Fields, 1866 |
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Page 30
... Madame Defarge , his wife , sat in the shop behind the counter as he came in . Madame Defarge was a stout woman of about his own age , with a watchful eye that seldom seemed to look at anything , a large hand heavily ringed , a steady ...
... Madame Defarge , his wife , sat in the shop behind the counter as he came in . Madame Defarge was a stout woman of about his own age , with a watchful eye that seldom seemed to look at anything , a large hand heavily ringed , a steady ...
Page 31
... Madame Defarge said nothing when her lord came in , but coughed just one grain of cough . This , in combination with the lifting of her darkly defined eyebrows over her toothpick by the breadth of a line , suggested to her husband that ...
... Madame Defarge said nothing when her lord came in , but coughed just one grain of cough . This , in combination with the lifting of her darkly defined eyebrows over her toothpick by the breadth of a line , suggested to her husband that ...
Page 32
... Defarge . This third interchange of the christian name was com- pleted at the moment when Madame Defarge put her tooth- pick by , kept her eyebrows up , and slightly rustled in her seat . " Hold then ! True ! " muttered her husband ...
... Defarge . This third interchange of the christian name was com- pleted at the moment when Madame Defarge put her tooth- pick by , kept her eyebrows up , and slightly rustled in her seat . " Hold then ! True ! " muttered her husband ...
Page 47
... Madame Defarge — who leaned against the door - post , knit- ting , and saw nothing . The prisoner had got into the coach , and his daughter had followed him , when Mr. Lorry's feet were arrested on the step by his asking , miserably ...
... Madame Defarge — who leaned against the door - post , knit- ting , and saw nothing . The prisoner had got into the coach , and his daughter had followed him , when Mr. Lorry's feet were arrested on the step by his asking , miserably ...
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... Madame Defarge in her seat , presiding over the distribution of wine , with a bowl of battered small coins before her , as much defaced and beaten out of their original impress as the small coinage of humanity from whose ragged pockets ...
... Madame Defarge in her seat , presiding over the distribution of wine , with a bowl of battered small coins before her , as much defaced and beaten out of their original impress as the small coinage of humanity from whose ragged pockets ...
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