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双城记 查尔斯·狄更斯-第章

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His removal; to make way for other accused persons who were to be tried; rescued him from these caresses for the moment。 Five were to be tried together; next; as enemies of the Republic; forasmuch as they had not assisted it by word or deed。 So quick was the Tribunal to pensate itself and the nation for a chance lost; that these five came down to him before he left the place; condemned to die within twenty…four hours。 The first of them told him so; with the customary prison sign of Death……a raised finger……and they all added in words; ‘Long live the Republic。'
The five had had; it is true; no audience to lengthen their proceedings; for when he and Doctor Manette emerged from the gate; there was a great crowd about it; in which there seemed to be every face he had seen in Court……except two; for which he looked in vain。 On his ing out; the concourse made at him anew; weeping; embracing; and shouting; all by turns and all together; until the very tide of the river on the bank of which the mad scene was acted; seemed to run mad; like the people on the shore。
They put him into a great chair they had among them; and which they had taken either out of the Court itself; or one of its rooms or passages。 Over the chair they had thrown a red flag; and to the back of it they had bound a pike with a red cap on its top。 In this car of triumph; not even the Doctor's entreaties could prevent his being carried to his home on men's shoulders; with a confused sea of red caps heaving about him; and casting up to sight from the stormy deep such wrecks of faces; that he more than once misdoubted his mind being in confusion; and that he was in the tumbril on his way to the Guillotine。
In wild dreamlike procession; embracing whom they met and pointing him out; they carried him on。 Reddening the snowy streets with the prevailing Republican colour; in winding and tramping through them; as they had reddened them below the snow with a deeper dye; they carried him thus into the court…yard of the building where he lived。 Her father had gone on before; to prepare her; and when her husband stood upon his feet; she dropped insensible in his arms。
As he held her to his heart and turned her beautiful head between his face and the brawling crowd; so that his tears and her lips might e together unseen; a few of the people fell to dancing。 Instantly; all the rest fell to dancing; and the court…yard overflowed with the Carmagnole。 Then; they elevated into the vacant chair a young woman from the crowd to be carried as the Goddess of Liberty; and then swelling and overflowing out into the adjacent streets; and along the river's bank; and over the bridge; the Carmagnole absorbed them every one and whirled them away。
After grasping the Doctor's hand; as he stood victorious and proud before him; after grasping the hand of Mr。 Lorry; who came panting in breathless from his struggle against the waterspout of the Carmagnole; after kissing little Lucie; who was lifted up to clasp her arms round his neck; and after embracing the ever zealous and faithful Pross who lifted her; he took his wife in his arms; and carried her up to their rooms。 
‘Lucie! My own! I am safe。'
‘O dearest Charles; let me thank God for this on my knees as I have prayed to Him。'
They all reverently bowed their heads and hearts。 Then she was again in his arms; he said to hem:
‘And now speak to your father; dearest。 No other man in all this France could have done what he has done for me。'
She laid her head upon her father's breast; as she had laid his poor head on her own breast; long; long ago。 He was happy in the return he had made her; he was repensed for his suffering; he was proud of his strength。 ‘You must not be weak; my darling;' he remonstrated; ‘don't tremble so。 I have saved him。
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CHAPTER VII
A Knock at the Door
‘I HAVE saved him。' It was not another of the dreams in which he had often e back; he was really here。 And yet his wife trembled; and a vague but heavy fear was upon her。
All the air around was so thick and dark; the people were so passionately revengeful and fitful; the innocent were so constantly put to death on vague suspicion and black malice; it was so impossible to forget that many as blameless as her husband and as dear to others as he was to her; every day shared the fate from which he had been clutched; that her heart could not be as lightened of its load as she felt it ought to be。 The shadows of the wintry afternoon were beginning to fall; and even now the dreadful carts were rolling through the streets。 Her mind pursued them; looking for him among the Condemned; and then she clung closer to his real presence and trembled more。
Her father; cheering her; showed a passionate superiority to this woman's weakness; which was wonderful to see。 No garret; no shoemaking; no One Hundred and Five; North Tower; now! He had acplished the task he had set himself; his promise was redeemed; he had saved Charles。 Let them all lean upon him。
Their housekeeping was of a very frugal kind: not only because that was the safest way of life; involving the least offence to the people; but because they were not rich; and Charles; throughout his imprisonment; had had to pay heavily for his bad food; and for his guard; and towards the living of the poorer prisoners。 Partly on this account; and partly to avoid a domestic spy; they kept no servant; the citizen and citizeness who acted as porters at the court…yard gate; rendered them occasional service; and Jerry (almost wholly transferred to them by Mr。 Lorry) had bee their daily retainer; and had his bed there every night。
It was an ordinance of the Republic One and Indivisible of Liberty; Equality; Fraternity; or Death; that on the door or doorpost of every house; the name of every inmate must be legibly inscribed in letters of a certain size; at a certain convenient height from the ground。 Mr。 Jerry Cruncher's name; therefore; duly embellished the doorpost down below; and; as the afternoon shadows deepened; the owner of that name himself appeared; from overlooking a painter whom Doctor Manette had employed to add to the list the name of Charles Evrémonde; called Darnay。
In the universal fear and distrust that darkened the time; al
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