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A moment afterwards, and a throng of people came pouring round
the corner by the prison wall, in the midst of which was the wood-
sawyer hand in hand with The Vengeance. There could not be
fewer than five hundred people, and they were dancing like five
thousand demons. There was no other music than their own
singing. They danced to the popular Revolution song, keeping a
ferocious time that was like a gnashing of teeth in unison. Men and
women danced together, women danced together, men danced
together, as hazard had brought them together. At first, they were

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a mere storm of coarse red caps and coarse woollen rags; but, as
they filled the place, and stopped to dance about Lucie, some
ghastly apparition of a dance-figure gone raving mad arose among
them. They advanced, retreated, struck at one another’s hands,
clutched at one another’s heads, spun round alone, caught one
another and spun round in pairs, until many of them dropped.
While those were down, the rest linked hand in **nd all spun
round together: then the ring broke, and in separate rings of two
and four they turned and turned until they all stopped at once,
began again, struck, clutched, and tore, and then reversed the
spin, and all spun round another way. Suddenly they stopped
again, paused, struck out the time afresh, formed into lines the
width of the public way, and, with their heads low down and their
hands high up, swooped screaming off. No fight could have been
half so terrible as this dance. It was so emphatically a fallen
sport—a something, once innocent, delivered over to all devilry—a
healthy pastime changed into a means of angering the blood,
bewildering the senses, and stealing the heart. Such grace as was
visible in it, made it the uglier, showing how warped and
perverted all things good by nature were become. The maidenly
bosom bared to this, the pretty almost-child’s head thus distracted,
the delicate foot mincing in this slough of blood and dirt, were
types of the disjointed time.

This was the Carmagnole. As it passed, leaving Lucie
frightened and bewildered in the doorway of the wood-sawyer’s
house, the feathery snow fell as quietly and lay as white and soft,
as if it had never been.

“O my father!” for he stood before her when he lifted up the
eyes she had momentarily darkened with her hand; “such a cruel,

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bad sight.”

“I know, my dear, I know. I have seen it many times. Don’t be
frightened. Not one of them would harm you.”

“I am not frightened for myself, my father. But when I think of
my husband, and the mercies of these people—” “We will set him
above their mercies very soon. I left him climbing to the window,
and I came to tell you. There is no one here to see you. You may
kiss your hand towards the highest shelving roof.”

“I do so, father, and I send him my Soul with it!”

“You cannot see him, my poor dear?”

“No, father,” said Lucie, yearning and weeping as she kissed
her hand, “no.”

A footstep in the snow. Madame Defarge. “I salute you,
citizeness,” from the Doctor. “I salute you, citizen.” This in
passing. Nothing more. Madame Defarge gone, like a shadow over
the white road.

“Give me your arm, my love. Pass from here with an air of
cheerfulness and courage, for his sake. That was well done”; they
had left the spot; “it shall not be in vain. Charles is summoned for
tomorrow.”

“For tomorrow!”

“There is no time to lose. I