友情提示:如果本网页打开太慢或显示不完整,请尝试鼠标右键“刷新”本网页!阅读过程发现任何错误请告诉我们,谢谢!! 报告错误
聚奇塔 返回本书目录 我的书架 我的书签 TXT全本下载 进入书吧 加入书签

双城记 查尔斯·狄更斯-第90部分

按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页,按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页,按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部!
————未阅读完?加入书签已便下次继续阅读!



‘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; that an innocent man was to die for the sins of his forefathers; she saw; not him; but them。 It was nothing to her; that his wife was to be made a widow and his daughter an orphan; that was insufficient punishment; because they were her natural enemies and her prey; and as such had no right to live。 To appeal to her; was made hopeless by her having no sense of pity; even for herself。 If she had been laid low in the streets; in any of the many encounters in which she had been engaged; she would not have pitied herself; nor; if she had been ordered to the axe to…morrow; would she have gone to it with any softer feeling than a fierce desire to change places with the man who sent her there。
Such a heart Madame Defarge carried under her rough robe。 Carelessly worn; it was a being robe enough; in a certain weird way; and her dark hair looked rich under her coarse red cap。 Lying hidden in her bosom; was a loaded pistol。 Lying hidden at her waist; was a sharpened dagger。 Thus accoutred; and walking with the confident tread of such a character; and with the supple freedom of a woman who had habitually walked in her girlhood; bare…foot and bare…legged; on the brown sea…sand; Madame Defarge took her way along the streets。
Now; when the journey of the travelling coach; at that very moment waiting for the pletion of its load; had been planned out last night; the difficulty of taking Miss Pross in it had much engaged Mr。 Lorry's attention。 It was not merely desirable to avoid overloading the coach; but it was of the highest importance that the time occupied in examining it and its passengers; should be reduced to the utmost; since their escape might depend on the saving of only a few seconds here and there。 Finally; he had proposed; after anxious consideration; that Miss Pross and Jerry; who were at liberty to leave the city; should leave it at three o'clock in the lightest…wheeled conveyance known to that period。 Unencumbered with luggage; they would soon overtake the coach; and; passing it and preceding it on the road; would order its horses in advance; and greatly facilitate its progress during the precious hours of the night; when delay was the most to be dreaded。
Seeing in this arrangement the hope of rendering real service in that pressing emergency; Miss Pross hailed it with joy。 She and Jerry had beheld the coach start; had known who it was that Solomon brought; had passed some ten minutes in tortures of suspense; and were now concluding their arrangements to follow the coach; even as Madame Defarge; taking her way through the streets; now drew nearer and nearer to the else…deserted lodging in which they held their consultation。
‘Now what do you think; Mr。 Cruncher;' said Miss Pross; whose agitation was so great that she could hardly speak; or stand; or move; or live: ‘what do you think of our not starting from this court…yard? Another carriage having already gone from here to…day; it might awaken suspicion。
‘My opinion; miss;' returned Mr。 Cruncher; ‘is as; you're right。 Likewise wot I'll stand by you; right or wrong。
‘I am so distracted with fear and hope for our precious creatures;' said Miss Pross; wildly crying; ‘that I am incapable of forming any plan。 Are you capable of forming any plan; my dear good Mr。 Cruncher?'
‘Respectin' a future spear o' life; miss;' returned Mr。 Cruncher; ‘I hope so。 Respectin' any present use o' this here blessed old head o' mine; I think not。 Would you do me the favour; miss; to take notice o' two promises and wows wot it is my wishes fur to record in this here crisis?'
‘Oh; for gracious sake!' cried Miss Pross; still wildly crying; ‘record them at once; and get them out of the way; like an excellent man。
‘First;' said Mr。 Cruncher; who was all in a tremble; and who spoke with an ashy and solemn visage; ‘them poor things well out o' this; never no more will I do it; never no more!'
‘I am quite sure; Mr。 Cruncher;' returned Miss Pross; ‘that you never will do it again; whatever it is; and I beg you not to think it necessary to mention more particularly what it is。'
‘No; miss;' returned Jerry; ‘it shall not be named to you。 Second: them poor things well out o' this; and never no more will I interfere with Mrs。 Cruncher's flopping; never no more!'
‘Whatever housekeeping arrangement that may be;' said Miss Pross; striving to dry her eyes and pose herself; ‘I have no doubt it is best that Mrs。 Cruncher should have it entirely under her own superintendence。……O my poor darlings!'
‘I go so far as to say; miss; morehover;' proceeded Mr。 Cruncher; with a most alarming tendency to hold forth as from a pulpit……‘and let my words be took down and took to Mrs。 Cruncher through yourself……that wot my opinions respectin' flopping has undergone a change; and that wot I only hope with all my heart as Mrs。 Cruncher may be a flopping at the present time。'
There; there; there! I hope she is; my dear man;' cried the distracted Miss Pross; ‘and I hope she finds it answering her expectations。'
‘Forbid it;' proceeded Mr。 Cruncher; with additional solemnity; additional slowness; and additional tendency to hold forth and hold out; ‘as anything wot I have ever said or done should be wisited on my earnest wishes for them poor creeturs now! Forbid it as we shouldn't all flop (if it was anyways conwenient) to get ‘em out o' this here dismal risk! Forbid it; miss! Wot I say; for……BID it!' This was Mr。 Cruncher's conclusion after a protracted but vain endeavour to find a better one。
And still Madame Defarge; pursuing her way along the streets; came nearer and nearer。 
‘If we ever get back to our native land;' said Miss Pross; ‘you may rely upon my telling Mrs。 Cruncher as much as I may be able to remember and understand of what you have so impressively said; and at all events you may be sure that I shall bear witness to your being thoroughly in earnest at this dreadful time。 Now; pray let us think! My esteemed Mr。 Cruncher; let us think!'
Still; Madame Defarge; pursuing her way along the streets; came nearer and nearer。
‘If you were to go before;' said Miss Pross; ‘and stop the vehicle and horses from ing here; and were to wait somewhere for me; wou
返回目录 上一页 下一页 回到顶部 0 0
未阅读完?加入书签已便下次继续阅读!
温馨提示: 温看小说的同时发表评论,说出自己的看法和其它小伙伴们分享也不错哦!发表书评还可以获得积分和经验奖励,认真写原创书评 被采纳为精评可以获得大量金币、积分和经验奖励哦!