the last supper

And once again listen, Jacques!" said the kneeling Number Three: his fingers ever wandering over and over those fine nerves, with a strikingly greedy air, as if he hungered for something- that was neither food nor drink; "the guard, horse and foot, surrounded the petitioner, and struck him blows. You hear?" ¡¡¡¡"I hear, messieurs." ¡¡¡¡"Go on then," said Defarge. ¡¡¡¡"Again; on the other hand, they whisper at the fountain," resumed the countryman, "

that he is brought down into our country to be executed on the spot, and that he will very certainly be executed. They even whisper that because he has slain Monseigneur, and because Monseigneur was the father of his tenants- serfs- what you will- he will be executed as a parricide. One old man says at the fountain, that his right hand, armed with the knife, will be burnt off before his face; that, into wounds which will be made in his arms, his breast, and his legs, there will be poured boiling oil, melted lead, hot resin, wax, and sulphur; finally, that he will be torn limb from