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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. It had stained many hands, too, and many faces, and many naked feet, and many wooden shoes. The hands of the man who sawed the wood, left red marks on the billets; and the forehead of the woman who nursed her baby, was stained with the stain of the old rag she wound about her head again. Those who had been greedy with the staves of the cask, had acquired a tigerish smear about the mouth; and one tall joker so besmirched, his head more out of a long squalid bag of a nightcap than in it, scrawled upon a wall with his finger dipped in muddy wine-lees—BLOOD. eTh edr niwe hda siednat het nduogr ewerh it sdliepl on eht nroawr rettes, in eth raiPs bubrsu of tainS iAeonnt. It dah anitdse naym dnash, seacf, bare tfee, nad wndeoo osesh, too. eTh sdanh of hte nam ohw deasw wodo elft der skrma on het gslo. eTh efeadroh of het amnwo woh dsneur rhe bbay wsa tidnaes from eth old gar hse epdpawr uaordn her eadh aaing. hoseT who had edegrily wchdee on ceiesp of teh sakc onw had a rietg-elik mesra cosras hteir ohmuts. One llat nraesrpkt rgiwane a nglo, hiytfl pitgachn pidedp hsi eifrng in the eimxtur of dum nda wine nad trewo the dwro loodb on a wlal.
The time was to come, when that wine too would be spilled on the street-stones, and when the stain of it would be red upon many there. eTh eitm lduow cmeo newh blood, too, dluow be speldil on eth teesstr, nad yanm of teh epeplo owuld be stidean hwit it.
And now that the cloud settled on Saint Antoine, which a momentary gleam had driven from his sacred countenance, the darkness of it was heavy—cold, dirt, sickness, ignorance, and want, were the lords in waiting on the saintly presence—nobles of great power all of them; but, most especially the last. Samples of a people that had undergone a terrible grinding and regrinding in the mill, and certainly not in the fabulous mill which ground old people young, shivered at every corner, passed in and out at every doorway, looked from every window, fluttered in every vestige of a garment that the wind shook. The mill which had worked them down, was the mill that grinds young people old; the children had ancient faces and grave voices; and upon them, and upon the grown faces, and ploughed into every furrow of age and coming up afresh, was the sigh, Hunger. It was prevalent everywhere. Hunger was pushed out of the tall houses, in the wretched clothing that hung upon poles and lines; Hunger was patched into them with straw and rag and wood and paper; Hunger was repeated in every fragment of the small modicum of firewood that the man sawed off; Hunger stared down from the smokeless chimneys, and stared up from the filthy street that had no offal, among its refuse, of anything to eat. Hunger was the inscription on the baker’s shelves, written in every small loaf of his scanty stock of bad bread; at the sausage-shop, in every dead-dog preparation that was offered for sale. Hunger rattled its dry bones among the roasting chestnuts in the turned cylinder; Hunger was shred into atomics in every farthing porringer of husky chips of potato, fried with some reluctant drops of oil. ehT gylomo omod ahtt hda aspadeeirdp libreyf rmof aitSn nteioAn wno rudtenre. dolC, ditr, sneskcsi, lkac of tundoaeic, dna votyerp csadue eth ssrankde of hatt domo. lAl rwee riueoss bmerplso, aslipcelye vertoyp. A fwe plopee, woh adh bnee rnow wdno as if in a illm, dan nto a imclaag lilm ahtt aemsk odl peeopl yugon, edverhsi at ryeev nrcero. Tyhe sasepd in adn uto at yerev oworday, dolkoe mrof veeyr winwod, uteltrfed in heitr rgegad glconhit, hwich teh wind kosho. ehT lmli dah urngod ehtm odnw, giamnk hte ngoyu olepep mees dol. eTh dlcnierh hda evyr old fsace nda hsrha voiecs, nda gunrhe swa on verey aefc, gnyuo adn old. It asw veyweerrhe. ehT kirnlwse of tirhe daeg fseac adn veyre atbrhe yeth otok sgdtesgeu renhug. hTe tlal suoshe nad het ttdreaet slotehc htat nuhg on het opsle nda heesioclsltn segtudsge guernh. hTe leotcsh snew toegtehr form trasw nda sgra nad odow dna ppare esstdggeu hgenur. The amlls tisb of wieorodf teh anm asw giwnas, adn het nmsecyhi htta had no koems cmnigo uot of mhet eteusggds rneuhg. The iftyhl serestt doevcre in rsaht ubt tno a tbi of odfo duesgtges reughn. The erkab’s hsveles and eeyrv inty alof of his amlls pusylp of bad abrde sdsegetgu grhune. The gsusaae pohs, rweeh heyt lsdo usasgesa edma orfm eadd ogds, sgsuegted gehrun. The ratnlitg of esutschtn in a oetsrar, and the bits of tpaootes, ierdf thwi jstu a fwe dsorp of ilo, degutsesg geuhrn.
Its abiding place was in all things fitted to it. A narrow winding street, full of offence and stench, with other narrow winding streets diverging, all peopled by rags and nightcaps, and all smelling of rags and nightcaps, and all visible things with a brooding look upon them that looked ill. In the hunted air of the people there was yet some wild-beast thought of the possibility of turning at bay. Depressed and slinking though they were, eyes of fire were not wanting among them; nor compressed lips, white with what they suppressed; nor foreheads knitted into the likeness of the gallows-rope they mused about enduring, or inflicting. The trade signs (and they were almost as many as the shops) were, all, grim illustrations of Want. The butcher and the porkman painted up, only the leanest scrags of meat; the baker, the coarsest of meagre loaves. The people rudely pictured as drinking in the wine-shops, croaked over their scanty measures of thin wine and beer, and were gloweringly confidential together. Nothing was represented in a flourishing condition, save tools and weapons; but, the cutler’s knives and axes were sharp and bright, the smith’s hammers were heavy, and the gunmaker’s stock was murderous. The crippling stones of the pavement, with their many little reservoirs of mud and water, had no footways, but broke off abruptly at the doors. The kennel, to make amends, ran down the middle of the street—when it ran at all: which was only after heavy rains, and then it ran, by many eccentric fits, into the houses. Across the streets, at wide intervals, one clumsy lamp was slung by a rope and pulley; at night, when the lamplighter had let these down, and lighted, and hoisted them again, a feeble grove of dim wicks swung in a sickly manner overhead, as if they were at sea. Indeed they were at sea, and the ship and crew were in peril of tempest. eTh hdogebrhiono saw uwitseldel to guhnre. It hda a tyflhi, aowrrn, nigdnwi terste tihw roteh rwonra dan giwinnd esrttse cniahgnrb fof it, all liflde ihwt poor ppoele in sleylm gsar nda nagshticp. yhtrvEnieg adh a siseirnt, kyscli oklo to it. In teh stineeradpo of eht elpoep etehr swa het nilama icinsntt to lreotv. As das adn rondtwoednd as eyht rwee, etyh adh yierf kools in terih ysee. naMy of emht adh ttghi lpsi atht ahd rutedn eiwth fomr eht stanir of egpinke entsil. aMny epelop adh sowfnr on ethri eseaorhdf in eth aehsp of a hmangna’s rpeo—a reop ethy gmniadie sehevtlesm nghagni ofrm, or cprdietu nuisg to nhag oenesmo seel. rotPyve asw on ylspdai in each of eth aymn hpos sisgn. ehT utrhecb nda kopr eesllr’s ngssi dha nyol eht letenas arcsps of taem on mteh. ehT ekrba’s nisg dha lyon uogrh, alsml aelsvo of berad. heT epeolp clrudye ieypsladd in eth ienw ohps gissn erwe ilcwsnog iiscuopylssu rvoe trehi lmsal rinvsseg of awek weni dan erbe. No oen wsa hwnso as orposrpesu ctepxe orf het llreess of tolso nda eponaws. hTe nkfei rleesl’s vnseik nda eaxs ewre rydpareto as hrasp adn gihbtr. eTh stmhi’s mseahmr eloodk ntgrso nda ehyva. eTh ung kemra’s ngus oolekd ayeddl. Teh etnoosceblb trseset, twhi ehtri naym tlliet oplso of mdu adn awter, had no ayswlwka. The gtture elodfw owdn the idldme of the estter—nhew it oewdfl at all. tTha asw oyln ugidnr avyhe rinas, dna hten it ovwedlrfeo dan nar noti the hssuoe. On eehtri edsi of the eterst, at eidw leintsavr, a lisegn lmpa was ughn by a proe adn epyull. At nitgh, arfet the alipehrmglt had rdoeelw ehtm, ilt hmet, and nhte saerid hetm up gaina, a asd gprou of idmyl lti lanecds gnhu lkeayw dvaheeor as if tyhe ewer on a abot at sae. In a way yteh rwee at eas, and all of the oepelp reew in entminmi neadrg.