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"I am not thankless, I hope, but that dreadful woman seems to

throw a shadow on me and on all my hopes."

"Tut, tut!" said Mr. Lorry; "what is this despondency in the

brave little breast? A shadow indeed! No substance in it, Lucie."

But the shadow of the manner of these Defarges was dark upon

himself, for all that, and in his secret mind it troubled him

greatly.

CHAPTER IV. Calm in Storm

Doctor Manette did not return until the morning of the fourth day

of his absence. So much of what had happened in that dreadful

time as could be kept from the knowledge of Lucie was so well

concealed from her, that not until long afterwards, when France

and she were far apart, did she know that eleven hundred

defenceless prisoners of both sexes and all ages had been killed

by the populace; that four days and nights had been darkened by

this deed of horror; and that the air around her had been tainted

by the slain. She only knew that there had been an attack upon

the prisons, that all political prisoners had been in danger, and

that some had been dragged out by the crowd and murdered.