MadameDefargelookedatherscornfully，butstillwithsomethingofMissPross\'sownperceptionthattheytwowereatbay。Shesawatight，hard，wirywomanbeforeher，asMr。Lorryhadseeninthesamefigureawomanwithastronghand，intheyearsgoneby。SheknewfullwellthatMissProsswasthefamily\'sdevotedfriend；MissProssknewfullwellthatMadameDefargewasthefamily\'smalevolentenemy。
`Onmywayyonder，\'saidMadameDefarge，withaslightmovementofherhandtowardsthefatalspot，`wheretheyreservemychairandmyknittingforme，Iamcome，tomakemycomplimentstoherinpassing。I
wishtoseeher。
`Iknowthatyourintentionsareevil，\'saidMissPross，`andyoumaydependuponit，I\'llholdmyownagainstthem。\'
Eachspokeinherownlanguage；neitherunderstoodtheother\'swords；bothwereverywatchful，andintenttodeducefromlookandmanner，whattheunintelligiblewordsmeant。