Madonna Litta

¡¡¡¡As the grinning little man held out the pipe he was smoking, to explain how he timed the executioner, Carton was so sensible of a rising desire to strike the life out of him, that he turned away. ¡¡¡¡"But you are not English," said the wood-sawyer, "though you wear English dress?" ¡¡¡¡"Yes," said Carton, pausing again, and answering over his shoulder. ¡¡¡¡"You speak like a Frenchman." ¡¡¡¡"I am an old student here." ¡¡¡
¡"Aha, a perfect Frenchman! Good night, Englishman." ¡¡¡¡"Good night, citizen." ¡¡¡¡"But go and see that droll dog," the little man persisted, calling after him. "And take a pipe with you!" ¡¡¡¡Sydney had not gone far out of sight, when he stopped in the middle of the street under a glimmering lamp, and wrote with his pencil on a scrap of paper. Then,