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lookandmanner,whattheunintelligiblewordsmeant.
“Itwilldohernogoodtokeepherselfconcealedfrommeatthis
moment,”saidMadameDefarge.“Goodpatriotswillknowwhat
thatmeans.Letmeseeher.GotellherthatIwishtoseeher.Do
youhear?”
“Ifthoseeyesofyourswerebed-winches,”returnedMissPross,
“andIwasanEnglishfour-poster,theyshouldn’tlooseasplinter
ofme.No,youwickedforeignwomanIamyourmatch.”
MadameDefargewasnotlikelytofollowtheseidiomatic
remarksindetailbut,shesofarunderstoodthemastoperceive
thatshewassetatnaught.
“Womanimbecileandpig-like!”saidMadameDefarge,
frowning.“Itakenoanswerfromyou.Idemandtoseeher.Either
tellherthatIdemandtoseeher,orstandoutofthewayofthe
doorandletmegotoher!”This,withanangryexplanatorywave
ofherrightarm.