Chapter 2

Night Shadows


I want to dig a girl out

I want to dig a girl out

Ninety long days

Burried alive

Burried alive

I want to dig her out

Thérèse knew that she had to go. It was growing dark. She most wanted to stay at that hour. Anne-Gisèle was afraid of the dark. Thérèse wished it was her in the bestial and not her oldest baby. It was not fair. It was injustice at its worst.

THE SHADOWS OF THE NIGHT
ARE QUICKLY CLOSING IN.
I CAN HEAR A MUFFLED CRY COME FROM WITHIN.

The Marquis Evrémonde took everything from Thérèse. He took her son. He took her daughter. Her son was buried in the ground and her daughter was buried alive. She was in the bestial. She was in a cold and dark place. Who knew what sort of disease she could pick up in that damn cave? She knew that she would have emotional issues right now. With a heavy heart Madame Defarge kissed her hand once more and set back to the tiny room above the wine-shop she shared with her husband.