It was remarkable; but, the taste of Saint Antoine seemed to be decidedly opposed to a rose on the head-dress of Madame Defarge. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Never, if Saint Antoine knew his own sufferings, insults, and wrongs! 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
My name is Defarge, and I keep a wine-shop in the Quarter Saint Antoine. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Ernest Defarge, wine-vendor of St. Antoine. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
The citizen here indicated nodded his head, and added: He is accused by Saint Antoine. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Little need to show that this detested family name had long been anathematised by Saint Antoine, and was wrought into the fatal register. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
The hour was come, when Saint Antoine was to execute his horrible idea of hoisting up men for lamps to show what he could be and do. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
After it is over--say at eight to-night--come you to me, in Saint Antoine, and we will give information against these people at my Section. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Thus, Saint Antoine in this vinous feature of his, until midday. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
It is against rule, answered the first; but you can ask Him of Saint Antoine here. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Between and among all which masses flows without limit Saint-Antoine and the Menadic cohort. 赫伯特·乔治·威尔斯.世界史纲.
Saint Antoine was clamorous to have its wine-shop keeper foremost in the guard upon the governor who had defended the Bastille and shot the people. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Madame Defarge sat observing it, with such suppressed approval as was to be desired in the leader of the Saint Antoine women. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
A life-thirsting, cannibal-looking, bloody-minded juryman, the Jacques Three of St. Antoine. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Every pulse and heart in Saint Antoine was on high-fever strain and at high-fever heat. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
And he turned his face towards Saint Antoine. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
The drum's was the only voice in Saint Antoine that blood and hurry had not changed. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
But, from the hour when she had taken the white head to her fresh young bosom in the garret of Saint Antoine, she had been true to her duties. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Saint Antoine slept, the Defarges slept: even The Vengeance slept with her starved grocer, and the drum was at rest. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Then, said he of Saint Antoine, with a strange look, you will be answered to-morrow. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
The wine was red wine, and had stained the ground of the narrow street in the suburb of Saint Antoine, in Paris, where it was spilled. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
This citizen, pointing out the second who had entered, is from Saint Antoine. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Defarge had described himself, that day, as the keeper of a wine-shop in the Saint Antoine suburb. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.
Citizen Doctor, said the first, reluctantly, he has been denounced to the Section of Saint Antoine. 查尔斯·狄更斯.双城记.