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even, I do not offer my testimony. Monsieur the Marquis indicates

me with his finger, standing near our little fountain, and says, ‘To

me! Bring that rascal!’ My faith, messieurs, I offer nothing.”

“He is right there, Jacques,” murmured Defarge, to him who

had interrupted. “Go on!”

“Good!” said the mender of roads with an air of mystery. “The

tall man is lost, and he is soughthow many months? Nine, ten,

eleven?”

“No matter, the number,” said Defarge. “He is well hidden, but

at last he is unluckily found. Go on!”

“I am again at work upon the hillside, and the sun is again

about to go to bed. I am collecting my tools to descend to my

cottage down in the village below, where it is already dark, when I

raise my eyes, and see coming over the hill six soldiers. In the

midst of them is a tall man with his arms boundtied to his

sideslike this!”

With the aid of his indispensable cap, he represented a man

with his elbows bound fast at his hips, with cords that were

knotted behind him.

“I stand aside, messieurs, by my heap of stones, to see the

soldiers and their prisoner pass (for it is a solitary road, that,

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