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,youshallnotgetthe betterofme.IamanEnglishwoman.” MadameDefargelookedatherscornfully,butstillwith somethingofMissPross’sownperceptionthattheytwowereat bay.Shesawatight,hard,wirywomanbeforeher,asMr.Lorry hadseeninthesamefigureawomanwithastronghand,inthe yearsgoneby.SheknewfullwellthatMissProsswasthefamily’s devotedfriendMissProssknewfullwellthatMadameDefarge wasthefamily’smalevolentenemy. “Onmywayyonder,”saidMadameDefarge,withaslight movementofherhandtowardsthefatalspot,“wheretheyreserve mychairandmyknittingforme,Iamcometomakemy complimentstoherinpassing.Iwishtoseeher.” “Iknowthatyourintentionsareevil,”saidMissPross,“and youmaydependuponit,I’llholdmyownagainstthem.” Eachspokeinherownlanguageneitherunderstoodthe other’swordsbothwereverywatchful,andintentt