It was nothing to her； that an innocent man was to die for the sins of his forefathers； she saw； not him； but them。 It was nothing to her； that his wife was to be made a widow and his daughter an orphan； that was insufficient punishment； because they were her natural enemies and her prey； and as such had no right to live。 To appeal to her； was made hopeless by her having no sense of pity； even for herself。 If she had been laid low in the streets； in any of the many encounters in which she had been engaged； she would not have pitied herself； nor； if she had been ordered to the axe to…morrow； would she have gone to it with any softer feeling than a fierce desire to change places with the man who sent her there。
Such a heart Madame Defarge carried under her rough robe。 Carelessly worn； it was a being robe enough； in a certain weird way； and her dark hair looked rich under her coarse red cap。 Lying hidden in her bosom； was a loaded pistol。 Lying hidden at her waist； was a sharpened dagger。 Thus accoutred； and walking with the confident tread of such a character； and with the supple freedom of a woman who had habitually walked in her girlhood； bare…foot and bare…legged； on the brown sea…sand； Madame Defarge took her way along the streets。
Now； when the journey of the travelling coach； at that very moment waiting for the pletion of its load； had been planned out last night； the difficulty of taking Miss Pross in it had much engaged Mr。 Lorry's attention。 It was not merely desirable to avoid overloading the coach； but it was of the highest importance that the time occupied in examining it and its passengers； should be reduced to the utmost； since their escape might depend on the saving of only a few seconds here and there。 Finally； he had proposed； after anxious consideration； that Miss Pross and Jerry； who were at liberty to leave the city； should leave it at three o'clock in the lightest…wheeled conveyance known to that period。 Unencumbered with luggage； they would soon overtake the coach； and； passing it and preceding it on the road； would order its horses in advance； and greatly facilitate its progress during the precious hours of the night； when delay was the most to be dreaded。
Seeing in this arrangement the hope of rendering real service in that pressing emergency； Miss Pross hailed it with joy。 She and Jerry had beheld the coach start； had known who it was that Solomon brought； had passed some ten minutes in tortures of suspense； and were now concluding their arrangements to follow the coach； even as Madame Defarge； taking her way through the streets； now drew nearer and nearer to the else…deserted lodging in which they held their consultation。
‘Now what do you think； Mr。 Cruncher；' said Miss Pross； whose agitation was so great that she could hardly speak； or stand； or move； or live： ‘what do you think of our not starting from this court…yard？ Another carriage having already gone from here to…day； it might awaken suspicion。
‘My opinion； miss；' returned Mr。 Cruncher； ‘is as； you're right。 Likewise wot I'll stand by you； right or wrong。
‘I am so distracted with fear and hope for our precious creatures；' said Miss Pross； wildly crying； ‘that I am incapable of forming any plan。 Are you capable of forming any plan； my dear good Mr。 Cruncher？'
‘Respectin' a future spear o' life； miss；' returned Mr。 Cruncher； ‘I hope so。 Respectin' any present use o' this here blessed old head o' mine； I think not。 Would you do me the favour； miss； to take notice o' two promises and wows wot it is my wishes fur to record in this here crisis？'
‘Oh； for gracious sake！' cried Miss Pross； still wildly crying； ‘record them at once； and get them out of the way； like an excellent man。
‘First；' said Mr。 Cruncher； who was all in a tremble； and who spoke with an ashy and solemn visage； ‘them poor things well out o' this； never no more will I do it； never no more！'
‘I am quite sure； Mr。 Cruncher；' returned Miss Pross； ‘that you never will do it again； whatever it is； and I beg you not to think it necessary to mention more particularly what it is。'
‘No； miss；' returned Jerry； ‘it shall not be named to you。 Second： them poor things well out o' this； and never no more will I interfere with Mrs。 Cruncher's flopping； never no more！'
‘Whatever housekeeping arrangement that may be；' said Miss Pross； striving to dry her eyes and pose herself； ‘I have no doubt it is best that Mrs。 Cruncher should have it entirely under her own superintendence。……O my poor darlings！'
‘I go so far as to say； miss； morehover；' proceeded Mr。 Cruncher； with a most alarming tendency to hold forth as from a pulpit……‘and let my words be took down and took to Mrs。 Cruncher through yourself……that wot my opinions respectin' flopping has undergone a change； and that wot I only hope with all my heart as Mrs。 Cruncher may be a flopping at the present time。'
There； there； there！ I hope she is； my dear man；' cried the distracted Miss Pross； ‘and I hope she finds it answering her expectations。'
‘Forbid it；' proceeded Mr。 Cruncher； with additional solemnity； additional slowness； and additional tendency to hold forth and hold out； ‘as anything wot I have ever said or done should be wisited on my earnest wishes for them poor creeturs now！ Forbid it as we shouldn't all flop （if it was anyways conwenient） to get ‘em out o' this here dismal risk！ Forbid it； miss！ Wot I say； for……BID it！' This was Mr。 Cruncher's conclusion after a protracted but vain endeavour to find a better one。
And still Madame Defarge； pursuing her way along the streets； came nearer and nearer。
‘If we ever get back to our native land；' said Miss Pross； ‘you may rely upon my telling Mrs。 Cruncher as much as I may be able to remember and understand of what you have so impressively said； and at all events you may be sure that I shall bear witness to your being thoroughly in earnest at this dreadful time。 Now； pray let us think！ My esteemed Mr。 Cruncher； let us think！'
Still； Madame Defarge； pursuing her way along the streets； came nearer and nearer。
‘If you were to go before；' said Miss Pross； ‘and stop the vehicle and horses from ing here； and were to wait somewhere for me； wouldn't that be best？'
Mr。 Cruncher thought it might be best。
‘Where could you wait for me？' asked Miss Pross。
Mr。 Cruncher was so bewildered that he could think of no locality but Temple Bar。 Alas！ Temple Bar was hundreds of miles away； and Madame Defarge was drawing very near indeed。
‘By the cathedral door；' said Miss Pross。 ‘Would it be much out of the way； to take me in； near the great cathedral door between the two towers？'
‘No； miss；' answered Mr。 Cruncher。
‘Then； like the best of men；' said Miss Pross； ‘go to the posting…house straight； and make that change。'
‘I am doubtful；' said Mr。 Cruncher； hesitating and shaking his head； ‘about leaving of you； you see。 We don't know what may happen。'
‘Heaven knows we don't；' returned Miss Pross； ‘but have no fear for me。 Take me in at the cathedral； at Three o'clock； or as near it as you can； and I am sure it will be better than our going from here。 I feel certain of it。 There！ Bless you； Mr。 Cruncher！ Think……not of me； but of the lives that may depend on both of us ！'
This exordium； and Miss Pross'