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ay, gentlemen!" said Monsieur Defarge. ¡¡¡¡It may have been a signal for loosening the general tongue. It elicited an answering chorus of "Good day!" ¡¡¡¡"It is bad weather, gentlemen," said Defarge, shaking his head. ¡¡¡¡Upon which, every man looked at his neighbour, and then all cast down their eyes and sat silent. Except one man, who got up and went out. ¡¡¡¡"My wife," said Defarge aloud, addressing Madame Defarge: "I have travelled certain leagues with this good mender of roads, called Jacques. I met him- by accident- a day and half's journey out of Paris. He is a good child, this mender of roads, called Jacques. Give him to drink,

my wife!" ¡¡¡¡A second man got up and went out. Madame Defarge set wine before the mender of roads called Jacques, who doffed his blue cap to the company, and drank. In the breast of his blouse he carried some coarse dark bread; he ate of this between whiles, and sat munching and drinking near Madame Defarge's counter. A third man got up and went out.