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“What is it that your husband says in that little letter?” asked
Madame Defarge, with a lowering smile. “Influence; he says
something touching influence?” “That my father,” said Lucie,
hurriedly taking the paper from her breast, but with her alarmed
eyes on her questioner and not on it, “has much influence around
him.” “Surely it will release him!” said Madame Defarge. “Let it do
so.” “As a wife and mother,” cried Lucie, most earnestly, “I
implore you to have pity on me and not to exercise any power that
you possess, against my innocent husband, but to use it in his
behalf. O sister-woman, think of me. As a wife and mother!”
Madame Defarge looked, coldly as ever, at the suppliant, and said,
turning to her friend The Vengeance:
“The wives and mothers we have been used to see, since we were
as little as this child, and much less, have not been greatly
considered? We have known their husbands and fathers laid in
prison and kept from them, often enough? All our lives, we have
seen our sister-women suffer, in themselves and in their children,
poverty, nakedness, hunger, thirst, sickness, misery, oppression
and neglect of all kinds?”

“We have seen nothing else,” returned The Vengeance.
“We have borne this a long time,” said Madame Defarge, turning
her eyes again upon Lucie. “Judge you! Is it likely that the trouble
of one wife and mother would be much to us now?” She resumed
her knitting and went out. The Vengeance followed. Defarge went
last, and closed the door.

“Courage, my dear Lucie,” said Mr. Lorry, as he raised her.
“Courage, courage! So far all goes well with us-much, much better
than it has of late gone with many poor souls. Cheer up, and have a
thankful heart.” “I am not thankless, I hope, but that dreadful
woman seems to throw a shadow on me and on all my hopes.”
“Tut, tut!” said Mr. Lorry; “what is this despondency in the brave
little breast? A shadow indeed! No substance in it, Lucie.” But the
shadow of the manner of these Defarges was dark upon himself,
for an that, and in his secret mind it troubled him greatly.
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