This is an extract from Charles Dickens’ ‘A Tale of Two Cities' - a novel with the French
7 Revolutionas its backdrop. Ithighlights the agony of a daughter who remained separated
from her father fora long time.
Itis the year 1775. The place is Paris, the capital of France. Paris was then a great and rich city,
i but some parts of the city were very poor. The poorest district of all was St.Antoine. There
the people lived in great poverty. They were hungry, ragged, and desperate. Misery
hung likea black cloud overSt. Antoine. :
However, one dull November day, there was laughter in St. Antoine. A barrel
of wine had fallen froma passing cart. It had broken as it fell. The wine had run
CE out cover the road. The holes in the road had become pools of red wine. The
miserable people rushed out to drink what they could. Some fell on their
knees and drank like dogs. Others collected the wine in their hands.English Reader-8
He wrote in large letters on the wall "Blood". The time
sar when blood, not wine, would flow in the
sof St, Antoine!
The barrel had been on its way to the wine.
shop at the corner of th
the wine shop, Monsieur Defarge, w
oot, The owner of
standing in his doorway. He was watching
the scene. As he watched, his face showed
both pity and anger. There was pity for the
misery of the people. There was anger
against the rich who caused that misery
Defarge spoke to the tall, thin man. "Yes,
Gaspard! Soon the time will come for
blood. Soon, very soon
Defarge went inside his wine shop. Madame
Defarge was sitting in her usual place behind the
counter, As usual, she was knitting. Madame
Defarge, like her husband, was about thirty years of age
Both were rather stout. The faces of both showed great strength of character.
When Madame Defarge saw her husband, she gave a little cough. Then she looked tow:
comer of the shop. Defarge followed her look. He saw two strangers sitting at a table. One was an
elderly gentleman, clearly an Englishman. The other was a young lady. The elderly gentleman went
up to Defarge.
"Mynameis Jarvis Lorry. 1am the guardian of this young lady. Her name is Lucy Manette.
ards the
Lucy Manette!" exclaimed Defarge.
"Yes. She is the daughter of Doctor Manette."
Defarge went down on one knee. He kissed the hand of the young lady with great respect. Defarge
had been the servant of Lucy's father, Dr. Manette. But that was :
before Dr. Manette was put into prison. Dr. Manette had now been set free and Lucy had come to take
her father home
bout eighteen years ago. That was
"May wesce Dr. Manette?" asked Mr. Lorry.
"I'l take you to him."
Defarge led the way across the courtyard, then up some steep stairs. "How is he
Lorry.
"whispered Mr.
"You will see, ey
"“Ishe.....ishe much changed?”
"Changed! You won't know him."
FN TER 8(TermThe Shoemaker of Paris
Before they reached the top of the stairs,
pefarge tooka key out of his pocket.
“Js he locked in?"
*Yes, He's frightened if the door is
not locked. He's lived so long like
that.”
Mr. Lorry and Defarge
were talking in whispers.
Lucy, who was behind
them, could not hear
what they were saying.
But her face was pale
and she was
trembling. Mr.
Lorry turned
round. "Be
brave, Lucy!"
he said.
"Think
how
happy
your father
will be
when he
sees you.”
They reached the top of the stairs. Three men were standing by a door, looking through the cracks
init. Is that Dr. Manette's room?"asked Mr. Lorry in an angry tone. The men went away when they
saw Defarge and the two strangers. "Are you making a public show of the Doctor?" whispered Mr.
Lorry angrily.
"let a few friends of mine see him. It's a lesson for them," Defarge answered calmly. Then he
added, "You're English. You can't understand how thingsare here."
Defarge unlocked the door of the Doctor's room. He went in. Mr. Lorry stood with Lucy in the
doorway. There was little light in the room.
"Come in! Come in!" called Defarge.
Lucy stood there, trembling like a leaf
"I'mafraid," she said, "Oh! I feel so afraid!"
Mr. Lorry took her arm and led her inside the room.
NTER ACTED BFEnglish Reader-8
At the far end, a man was bending low over a shoemaker's bench. His back was towards the door
His face was turned towards the light coming froma tiny window. His long hair was snow white. His
clothes hung like rugs from his thin shoulders.
Source : 'A Tale of Two Cities' [Simplified by Sraboni Ghose]
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barrel wooden drum
stout - well-built
courtyard - space enclosed within walls
trembling - shaking
public show - exhibition