a tale of two cities(双城记)-第44章
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There was a murmur of confidence and approval； and then the man who hungered； asked： ‘Is this rustic to be sent back soon？ I hope so。 He is very simple； is he not a little dangerous？'
‘He knows nothing；' said Defarge； ‘at least nothing more than would easily elevate himself to gallows of the same height。 I charge myself with him； let him remain with me； I will take care of him； and set him on his road。 He wishes to see the fine worldthe King； the Queen； and Court； let him see them on Sunday。
‘What？' exclaimed the hungry man； staring。 ‘Is it a good sign； that he wishes to see Royalty and Nobility？'
‘Jacques；' said Defarge； judiciously show a cat milk； if you wish her to thirst for it。 Judiciously show a dog his natural prey； if you wish him to bring it down one day。'
Nothing more was said； and the mender of roads； being found already dozing on the topmost stair； was advised to lay himself down on the pallet…bed and take some rest。 He needed no persuasion； and was soon asleep。
Worse quarters than Defarge's wine…shop； could easily have been found in Paris for a provincial slave of that degree。 Saving for a mysterious dread of madame by which he was constantly haunted； his life was very new and agreeable。 But； madame sat all day at her counter； so expressly unconscious of him； and so particularly determined not to perceive that his being there had any connexion with anything below the surface； that he shook in his wooden shoes whenever his eye lighted on her。 For； he contended with himself that it was impossible to foresee what that lady might pretend next； and he felt assured that if she should take it into her brightly ornamented head to pretend that she had seen him do a murder and afterwards Ray the victim； she would infallibly go through with it until the play was played out。
Therefore； when Sunday came； the mender of roads was not enchanted （though he said he was） to find that madame was to accompany monsieur and himself to Versailles。 It was additionally disconcerting to have madame knitting all the way there； in a public conveyance； it was additionally disconcerting yet； to have madame in the crowd in the afternoon； still with her knitting in her hands as the crowd waited to see the carriage of the King and Queen。
‘You work hard； madame；' said a man near her。
‘Yes；' answered Madame Defarge； ‘I have a good deal to do。'
‘What do you make； madame？'
‘Many things。'
‘For instance'
‘For instance；' returned Madame Defarge； composedly； ‘shrouds。'
The man moved a little further away； as soon as he could； and the mender of roads fanned himself with his blue cap： feeling it mightily close and oppressive。 If he needed a King and Queen to restore him； he was fortunate in having his remedy at hand； for； soon the large…faced King and the fair…faced Queen came in their golden coach； attended by the shining Bull's Eye of their Court； a glittering multitude of laughing ladies and fine lords； and in jewels and silks and powder and splendour and elegantly spurning figures and handsomely disdainful faces of both sexes； the mender of roads bathed himself； so much to his temporary intoxication； that he cried Long live the King； Long live the Queen； Long live everybody and everything！ as if he had never heard of ubiquitous Jacques in his time。 Then； there were gardens； courtyards； terraces； fountains； green banks； more King and Queen； more Bull's Eye； more lords and ladies； more Long live they all！ until he absolutely wept with sentiment。 During the whole of this scene； which lasted some three hours； he had plenty of shouting and weeping and sentimental company； and I throughout Defarge held him by the collar； as if to restrain him from flying at the objects of his brief devotion and tearing them pieces。
‘Bravo' said Defarge； clapping him on the back when it was Over； like a patron； ‘you are a good boy！'
The mender of roads was now coming to himself； and was mistrustful of having made a mistake in his late demonstrations； but no。
‘You are the fellow we want；' said Defarge； in his ear； ‘you make these fools believe that it will last for ever。 Then； they are the more insolent； and it is the nearer ended。'
‘Hey！' cried the mender of roads； reflectively； ‘that's true。' ‘These fools know nothing。 While they despise your breath； and would stop it for ever and ever； in you or in a hundred like you rather than in one of their own horses or dogs； they only know what your breath tells them。 Let it deceive them； then； a little longer； it cannot deceive them too much。'
Madame Defarge looked superciliously at the client； and nodded in confirmation。
‘As to you；' said she； ‘you would shout and shed tears for anything； if it made a show and a noise。 Say！ Would you not？'
‘Truly； madame； I think so。 For the moment。'
‘If you were shown a great heap of dolls； and were set upon them to pluck them to pieces and despoil them for your own advantage； you would pick out the richest and gayest。 Say！ Would you not？'
‘Truly yes； madame。'
‘Yes。 And if you were shown a flock of birds； unable to fly； and were set upon them to strip them of their feathers for your own advantage； you would set upon the birds of the finest feathers； would you not？'
‘It is true； madame。'
‘You have seen both dolls and birds today；' said Madame Defarge； with a wave of her hand towards the place where they had last been apparent； ‘now； go home！'
CHAPTER XVI
Still knitting
MADAME DEFARGE and monsieur her husband returned amicably to the bosom of Saint Antoine； while a speck in a blue cap toiled through the darkness； and through the dust； and down the weary miles of avenue by the wayside； slowly tending towards that point of the compass where the chateau of Monsieur the Marquis； now in his grave； listened to the whispering trees。 Such ample leisure had the stone faces； now； for listening to the trees and to the fountain； that the few village scarecrows who； in their quest for herbs to eat and fragments of dead stick to burn； strayed within sight of the great stone courtyard and terrace staircase； had it borne in upon their starved fancy that the expression of the faces was altered。 A rumour just lived in the villagehad a faint and bare existence there； as its people had that when the knife struck home； the faces changed； from faces of pride to faces of anger and pain also； that when that dangling figure was hauled up forty fee above the fountain； they changed again； and bore a cruel look of being avenged； which they would henceforth bear for ever。 In the stone face over the great window of the bed…chamber where the murder was done； two fine dints were pointed out in the sculptured nose； which everybody recognised； and which nobody had seen of old； and on the scarce occasions when two or three ragged peasants emerged from the crowd to take a hurried peep at Monsieur the Marquis petrified； a skinny finger would not have pointed to it for a minute； before they all started away among the moss and leaves； like the more fortunate hares who could find a living there。
Chateau and hut； stone face and dangling figure； the red stain on the stone floor； and the pure water in the village wellthousands of acres of landa whole province of Franceall France itselflay under the night sky； concentrated into a faint hairbreadth line。 So does a whole world； with all its greatnesses and littlenesses； lie in a twinkling star。 And as mere human knowledge can split a ray of light and analyse the manner of its composition； so； sublimer intelligences may read in the feeble shining of this earth of ours； every thought and act； every vice and virtue； of every responsible creature on it。
The Defarges； husband and wife； came lumbering under the starlight； in their public vehicle； to that gate of Paris whereunto their journey naturally tended。 There was the usual stoppage at the barrier guardhouse； and the usual lanterns came glancing forth for the usual examination and inquiry。 Monsieur Defarge alighted； knowing one or two of the soldiery there； and one of the police。 The latter he was intimate with； and affectionately embraced。
When Saint Antoine had again enfolded the Defarges in his dusky wings； and they； having finally alighted near the Saint's b
