the polish rider

the polish rider
the Night Watch
The Nut Gatherers
The Painter's Honeymoon
was very new and agreeable. But, madame sat all day at her counter, so expressly unconscious of him, and so particularly determined not to perceive that his being there had any connection with anything below the surface, that he shook in his wooden shoes whenever his eye lighted on her. For, he contended with himself that it was impossible to foresee what that lady might pretend next; and he felt assured that if she should take it into her brightly ornamented head to pretend that she had seen him do a murder and afterwards flay the victim, she would infallibly go through with it until the play was played out. ¡¡¡¡Therefore, when Sunday came, the mender of roads was not enchanted (though he said he was) to find that madame was to accompany monsieur and himself to Versailles. It was additionally disconcerting to have madame knitting all the way there, in a public conveyance; it was additionally disconcerting yet, to have madame in the crowd in the afternoon, still with her knitting in her hands as the crowd waited to see the carriage of the King and Queen. ¡¡¡¡"You work hard, madame," said a man near her. ¡¡¡¡"Yes," answered Madame Defarge; "I have a good deal to do." ¡¡¡¡"What do you make, madame?" ¡¡¡¡"Many things." ¡¡¡¡"For instance-" ¡¡¡¡"For instance," returned Madame Defarge, composedly, "shrouds." ¡¡¡¡The man moved a little further away, as soon as he could, and the mender of roads fanned himself with his blue cap: feeling it mightily close and oppressive. If he needed a King and Queen to restore him, he was fortunate in having his remedy at hand; for, soon the large-faced King and the fair-faced Queen came in their golden coach, attended by the shining Bull's Eye of their Court, a glittering multitude