no more. If the Republic demands sacrifices from you, without

doubt you as a good patriot will be happy to make them. The

Republic goes before all. The People is supreme. Evremonde, we

are pressed.”

“One word,” the Doctor entreated. “Will you tell me who

denounced him?”

“It is against rule,” answered the first; “but you can ask Him of

Saint Antoine here.”

The Doctor turned his eyes upon that man. Who moved

uneasily on his feet, rubbed his beard a little, and at length said:

“Well! Truly it is against rule. But he is denouncedand

gravelyby the Citizen and Citizeness Defarge. And by one

other.”

“What other?”

“Do you ask, Citizen Doctor?”

“Yes.”

“Then,” said he of Saint Antoine, with a strange look, “you will

be answered tomorrow. Now, I am dumb!”

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Chapter XXXVIII

A HAND AT CARDS

H

appily unconscious of the new calamity at home, Miss

Pross threaded her way along the narrow streets and

crossed the river by the bridge of the Pont-Neuf,

reckoning in her mind the number of indispensable purchases she

had to make. Mr. Cruncher, with the basket, walked at her side.

They both looked to the right and to the left into most of the shops

they passed, had a wary eye for all gregarious assemblages of

people, and turned out of their road to avoid any very e