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‘She has a fine head for it；' croaked Jacques Three。 ‘I have seen blue eyes and golden hair there； and they looked charming when Samson held them up。' Ogre that he was； he spoke like an epicure。
Madame Defarge cast down her eyes； and reflected a little。 ‘The child also；' observed Jacques Three； with a meditative enjoyment of his words； ‘has golden hair and blue eyes。 And we seldom have a child there。 It is a pretty sight！'
‘In a word；' said Madame Defarge； ing out of her short abstraction； ‘I cannot trust my husband in this matter。
Not only do I feel； since last night； that I dare not confide to him the details of my projects； but also I feel that if I delay； there is danger of his giving warning； and then they might escape。
‘That must never be；' croaked Jacques Three； ‘no one must escape。 We have not half enough as it is。 We ought to have six score a day。'
‘In a word；' Madame Defarge went on； ‘my husband has not my reason for pursuing this family to annihilation； and I have not his reason for regarding this Doctor with any sensibility。 I must act for myself； therefore。 e hither； little citizen。
The wood…sawyer； who held her in the respect； and himself in the submission； of mortal fear； advanced with his hand to his red cap。
‘Touching those signals； little citizen；' said Madame Defarge； sternly； ‘that she made to the prisoners； you are ready to bear witness to them this very day？'
‘Ay； ay； why not！' cried the sawyer。 ‘Every day； in all weathers； from two to four； always signalling； sometimes with the little one； sometimes without。 I know what I know。 I have seen with my eyes。'
He made all manner of gestures while he spoke； as if in incidental imitation of some few of the great diversity of signals that he had never seen。
‘Clearly plots；' said Jacques Three。 ‘Transparently！'
‘There is no doubt of the Jury？' inquired Madame Defarge； letting her eyes turn to him with a gloomy smile。
‘Rely upon the patriotic Jury； dear citizeness。 I answer for my fellow…Jurymen。'
‘Now； let me see；' said Madame Defarge； pondering again。 ‘Yet once more！ Can I spare this Doctor to my husband？ I have no feeling either way。 Can I spare him？'
‘He would count as one head；' observed Jacques Three； in a low voice。 ‘We really have not heads enough； it would be a pity； I think。'
‘He was signalling with her when I saw her；' argued Madame Defarge； ‘I cannot speak of one without the other； and I must not be silent； and trust the case wholly to him； this little citizen here。 For； I am not a bad witness。
The Vengeance and Jacques Three vied with each other in their fervent protestations that she was the most admirable and marvellous of witnesses。 The little citizen； not to be outdone； declared her to be a celestial witness。
He must take his chance；' said Madame Defarge。 ‘No； I cannot spare him！ You are engaged at three o'clock； you are going to see the batch of to…day executed。……You？'
The question was addressed to the wood…sawyer； who hurriedly replied in the affirmative： seizing the occasion to add that he was the most ardent of Republicans； and that he would be in effect the most desolate of Republicans； if anything prevented him from enjoying the pleasure of smoking his afternoon pipe in the contemplation of the droll national barber。 He was so very demonstrative herein； that he might have been suspected （perhaps was； by the dark eyes that looked Contemptuously at him out of Madame Defarge's head） of having his small individual fears for his own personal safety； every hour in the day。
‘I；' said madame； ‘am equally engaged at the same place。 After it is over…say at eight to…night……e you to me； in Saint Antoine； and we will give information against these' people at my section。'
The wood…sawyer said he would be proud and flattered to attend the citizeness。 The citizeness looking at him； he became embarrassed； evaded her glance as a small dog would have done； retreated among his wood； and hid his confusion over the handle of his saw。
Madame Defarge beckoned the Juryman and The Vengeance a little nearer to the door； and there expounded her further views to them thus：
‘She will now be at home； awaiting the moment of his death。 She will be mourning and grieving。 She will be in a state of mind to impeach the justice of the Republic。 She will be full of sympathy with its enemies。 I will go to her。'
‘What an admirable woman； what an adorable woman！' exclaimed Jacques Three； rapturously。 ‘Ah； my cherished！' cried The Vengeance； and embraced her。
‘Take you my knitting；' said Madame Defarge； placing it in her lieutenant's hands； ‘and have it ready for me in my usual seat。 Keep me my usual chair。 Go you there； straight； for there will probably be a greater concourse than usual； to…day。'
‘I willingly obey the orders of my Chief' said The Vengeance with alacrity； and kissing her cheek。 ‘You will not be late？'
‘I shall be there before the mencement。'
‘And before the tumbrils arrive。 Be sure you are there； my soul；' said The Vengeance； calling after her； for she had already turned into the street； ‘before the tumbrils arrive！'
Madame Defarge slightly waved her hand； to imply that she heard； and might be relied upon to arrive in good time； and so went through tile mud； and round the corner of the prison wall。 The Vengeance and the Juryman； looking alter her as she walked away； were highly appreciative of her fine figure； and her superb moral endowments。
There were many women at that time； upon whom the time laid a dreadfully disfiguring hand； but； there was not one among them more to be dreaded than this ruthless woman； now taking her way along the streets。 Of a strong and fearless character； of shrewd sense and readiness； of great determination； of that kind of beauty which not only seems to impart to its possessor firmness and animosity； but to strike into others an instinctive recognition of those qualities； the troubled time would have heaved her up； under any circumstances。 But； imbued from her childhood with a brooding sense of； wrong； and an inveterate hatred of a class； opportunity had developed her into a tigress。 She was absolutely without pity。 If she had ever had the virtue in her； it had quite gone out of her。
It was nothing to her； t