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steadyeyebrows,andsawnothing.
Mr.JarvisLorryandMissManette,emergingfromthewineshop
thus,joinedMonsieurDefargeinthedoorwaytowhichhe
haddirectedhisothercompanyjustbefore.Itopenedfroma
stinkinglittleblackcourtyard,andwasthegeneralpublic
entrancetoagreatpileofhouses,inhabitedbyagreatnumberof
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people.Inthegloomytile-pavedentrytothegloomytile-paved
staircase,MonsieurDefargebentdownononekneetothechildof
hisoldmaster,andputherhandtohislips.Itwasagentleaction,
butnotatallgentlydoneaveryremarkabletransformationhad
comeoverhiminafewseconds.Hehadnogood-humourinhis
face,noranyopennessofaspectleft,buthadbecomeasecret,
angry,dangerousman.
“Itisveryhighitisalittledifficult.Bettertobeginslowly.”
Thus,MonsieurDefarge,inasternvoi