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【RKI-194】ヤリマンGAL100人あげぽよ16時間

Source global Wall Street Journal     time 2020-02-18 06:31:29
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【RKI-194】ヤリマンGAL100人あげぽよ16時間 �


`Tome,women!'criedmadamehiswife.`What!Wecankillaswellasthemenwhentheplaceistaken!'Andtoher,withashrillthirstycry,troopingwomenvariouslyarmed,butallarmedalikeinhungerandrevenge.

SaintAntoineslept,theDefargesslept:evenTheVengeancesleptwithherstarvedgrocer,andthedrumwasatrest.Thedrum'swastheonlyvoiceinSaintAntoinethatbloodandhurryhadnotchanged.TheVengeance,ascustodianofthedrum,couldhavewakenedhimupandhadthesamespeechoutofhimasbeforetheBastillefell,oroldFoulonwasseized;notsowiththehoarsetonesofthemenandwomeninSaintAntoine'sbosom.CHAPTERXXIIIFireRisesTHEREwasachangeonthevillagewherethefountainfell,andwherethemenderofroadswentforthdailytohammeroutofthestonesonthehighwaysuchmorselsofbreadasmightserveforpatchestoholdhispoorignorantsoulandhispoorreducedbodytogether.Theprisononthecragwasnotsodominantasofyore;thereweresoldierstoguardit,butnotmany;therewereofficerstoguardthesoldiers,butnotoneofthemknewwhathismenwoulddo--beyondthis:thatitwouldprobablynotbewhathewasordered.

Theyfounditsurgingandtossing,inquestofDefargehimself.SaintAntoinewasclamoroustohaveitswine-shopkeeperforemostintheguarduponthegovernorwhohaddefendedtheBastilleandshotthepeople.Otherwise,thegovernorwouldnotbemarchedtotheHoteldeVilleforjudgment.Otherwise,thegovernorwouldescape,andthepeople'sblood(suddenlyofsomevalue,aftermanyyearsofworthlessness)beunavenged.

`Passthattorchslowlyalongthesewalls,thatImayseethem,'saidDefargetotheturnkey.

JacquesThree,withhisusualcravingonhim,andevidentlydisappointedbythedialoguetakingaturnthatdidnotseemtopromisebloodshed,heldbyDefarge'sarmasheheldbytheturnkey's.Theirthreeheadshadbeenclosetogetherduringthisbriefdiscourse,andithadbeenasmuchastheycoulddotohearoneanother,eventhen:sotremendouswasthenoiseofthelivingocean,initsirruptionintotheFortress,anditsinundationofthecourtsandpassagesandstaircases.Allaroundoutside,too,itbeatthewallswithadeep,hoarseroar,fromwhich,occasionally,somepartialshoutsoftumultbrokeandleapedintotheairlikespray.

`Patriots!'saidDefarge,inadeterminedvoice,`areweready?'InstantlyMadameDefarge'sknifewasinhergirdle;thedrumwasbeatinginthestreets,asifitandadrummerhadflowntogetherbymagic;andTheVengeance,utteringterrificshrieks,andflingingherarmsaboutherheadlikeallthefortyFuriesatonce,wastearingfromhousetohouse,rousingthewomen.

`Keepneartome,JacquesThree,'criedDefarge;`anddoyou,JacquesOneandTwo,separateandputyourselvesattheheadofasmanyofthesepatriotsasyoucan.Whereismywife?'

Sevenprisonersreleased,sevengoryheadsonpikes,thekeysoftheaccursedfortressoftheeightstrongtowers,somediscoveredlettersandothermemorialsofprisonersofoldtime,longdeadofbrokenhearts,--such,andsuch-like,theloudlyechoingfootstepsofSaintAntoineescortthroughtheParisstreetsinmid-July,onethousandsevenhundredandeighty-nine.Now,HeavendefeatthefancyofLucieDarnay,andkeepthesefeetfaroutofherlife!For,theyareheadlong,mad,anddangerous;andintheyearssolongafterthebreakingofthecaskatDefarge'swine-shopdoor,theyarenoteasilypurifiedwhenoncestainedred.CHAPTERXXIITheSeastillRisesHAGGARDSaintAntoinehadhadonlyoneexultantweek,inwhichtosoftenhismodicumofhardandbitterbreadtosuchextentashecould,withtherelishoffraternalembracesancongratulations,whenMadameDefargesatathercounter,asusual,presidingoverthecustomers.MadameDefargeworenoroseinherhead,forthegreatbrotherhoodofSpieshadbecome,eveninoneshortweek,extremelycharyoftrustingthemselvestothesaint'smercies.Thelampshadaportentouslyelasticswingwiththem.MadameDefarge,withherarmsfolded,satinthemorninglightandheat,contemplatingthewine-shopandthestreet.Inboth,therewereseveralknotsofloungers,squalidandmiserable,butnowwithamanifestsenseofpowerenthronedontheirdistress.Theraggedestnightcap,awryonthewretchedesthead,hadthiscrookedsignificanceinit:`Iknowhowhardithasgrownforme,thewearerofthis,tosupportlifeinmyself;butdoyouknowhoweasyithasgrownforme,thewearerofthis,todestroylifeinyou?'Everyleanbarearm,thathadbeenwithoutworkbefore,hadthisworkalwaysreadyforitnow,thatitcouldstrike.Thefingersoftheknittingwomenwerevicious,withtheexperiencethattheycouldtear.TherewasachangeintheappearanceofSaintAntoine;thehammeringintothisforhundredsofyears,andthelastfinishingblowshadtoldmightilyontheexpression.

`DoeseverybodyhererecalloldFoulon,whotoldthefamishedpeoplethattheymighteatgrass,andwhodied,andwenttoHell?'


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