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     FragmentWelcome to consult...th a wild rattle and clatter, and an inhuman abandonment of
    consideration not easy to be understood in these days, the carriage
    dashed though the streets and swept round corners, with women
    screaming before it, and men clutching each other and clutching
    children out of its way. At last, swooping at a street corner by a
    fountain, one of its wheels came to a sickening little jolt, and there
    was a loud cry from a number of voices, and the horses reared and
    plunged.

    But for the latter inconvenience, the carriage probably would
    not have stopped; carriages were often known to drive on, and
    leave their wounded behind, and why not? But the frightened
    valet had got down in a hurry, and there were twenty hands at the
    horses’ bridles.

    “What has gone wrong?” said Monsieur, calmly looking out.

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    A tall man in a nightcap had caught up a bundle from among
    the feet of the horses, and had laid it on the basement of the
    fountain, and was down in the mud and wet, howling over it like a
    wild animal.

    “Pardon, Monsieur the Marquis!” said a ragged and submissive
    man, “it is a child.”

    “Why does he make that abominable noise? Is it his child?”

    “Excuse me, Monsieur the Marquis—it is a pity—yes.”

    The fountain was a little removed; for the street opened, where
    it was, into a space some ten or twelve yards square. As the tall
    man suddenly got up from the ground, and came running at the
    carriage, Monsieur the Marquis clapped his hand for an instant on
    his sword-hilt.

    “Killed!” shrieked the man, in wild desperation, extending both
    arms at their length above his head, and staring at him. “Dead!”

    The people closed round, and looked at Monsieur the Marquis.
    There was nothing revealed by the many eyes that looked at him
    but watchfulness and eagerness; there was no visible menacing or
    anger. Neither did the people say anything; after the first cry, they
    had been silent, and they remained so. The voice of the submissive
    man who had spoken, was flat and tame in its extreme submission.
    Monsieur the Marquis ran his eyes over them all, as if they had
    been mere rats come out of their holes.

    He took out his purse.

    “It is extraordinary to me,” said he, “that you people cannot
    take care of yourselves and your children. One or the other of you
    is for ever in the way. How do I know what injury you have done
    my horses? See! Give him that.”

    He threw out a gold coin for the valet to pick up, and all the

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    heads craned forward that all the eyes might look down as it fell.
    The tall man called out again with a most unearthly cry, “Dead!”

    He was arrested by the quick arrival of another man, for whom
    the rest made way. On seeing him, the miserable creature fell
    upon his shoulder, sobbing and crying, and pointing to the
    fountain, where some women were stooping over the motionless
    bundle, and moving gently about it. They were as silent, however,
    as the men.

    “I know all, I know all,” said the last comer. “Be a brave man,
    my Gaspard! It is better for the poor little plaything to die so, than
    to live. It has died in a moment without pain. Could it have lived
    an hour as happily?”

    “You are a philosopher, you there,” said the Marquis, smiling.
    “How do they call you?”

    “They call me Defarge.”

    “Of what trade?”

    “Monsieur the Marquis, vendor of wine.”

    “Pick up that, philosopher and vendor of wine,” said the
    Marquis, throwing him another gold coin, “and spend it as you
    will. The horses there; are they right?”

    Without deigning to look at the assemblage a second time,
    Monsieur the Marquis leaned back in his seat, and was just being
    driven away with the air of a gentleman who had accidentally
    broken some common thing, and had paid for it, and could afford
    to pay for it; when his ease was suddenly disturbed by a coin flying
    into his carriage, and ringing on"};

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