Book the Third - The Track of a Storm
14. XIV. The Knitting Done
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"No, miss," returned Jerry, "it shall not be named to you.  Second:
 them poor things well out o' this, and never no more will I interfere
 with Mrs. Cruncher's flopping, never no more!" 
"Whatever housekeeping arrangement that may be," said Miss Pross,
 striving to dry her eyes and compose herself, "I have no doubt it
 is best that Mrs. Cruncher should have it entirely under her own
 superintendence.--O my poor darlings!" 
"I go so far as to say, miss, moreover," proceeded Mr. Cruncher, with
 a most alarming tendency to hold forth as from a pulpit--"and let my
 words be took down and took to Mrs. Cruncher through yourself--that
 wot my opinions respectin' flopping has undergone a change, and that
 wot I only hope with all my heart as Mrs. Cruncher may be a flopping
 at the present time." 
"There, there, there!  I hope she is, my dear man," cried the distracted
 Miss Pross, "and I hope she finds it answering her expectations." 
"Forbid it," proceeded Mr. Cruncher, with additional solemnity,
 additional slowness, and additional tendency to hold forth and hold
 out, "as anything wot I have ever said or done should be wisited on
 my earnest wishes for them poor creeturs now!  Forbid it as we shouldn't
 all flop (if it was anyways conwenient) to get 'em out o' this here
 dismal risk!  Forbid it, miss!  Wot I say, for-BID it!"  This was
 Mr. Cruncher's conclusion after a protracted but vain endeavour
 to find a better one. 
And still Madame Defarge, pursuing her way along the streets, came
 nearer and nearer. 
"If we ever get back to our native land," said Miss Pross, "you may
 rely upon my telling Mrs. Cruncher as much as I may be able to remember
 and understand of what you have so impressively said; and at all
 events you may be sure that I shall bear witness to your being
 thoroughly in earnest at this dreadful time.  Now, pray let us think!
 My esteemed Mr. Cruncher, let us think!" 
Still, Madame Defarge, pursuing her way along the streets, came
 nearer and nearer. 
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