产地 | 上海 |
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电容量 | 3000MAH |
电源电压 | 220V |
电源类型 | 充电式 |
加热方式 | 介电式 |
类别 | 卧式 |
适用对象 | 果汁饮料 |
适用范围 | 肉制品加工厂设备 |
售后服务 | 一年保修 |
适用行业 | 食品 |
营销方式 | 新品 |
品牌 | Galileo伽利略 |
型号 | SX-100 |
加工定制 | 否 |
质量认证 | CE |
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clothes, had, in a long seclusion from direct light and air, faded
down to such a dull uniformity of parchment-yellow, that it would
have been hard to say which was which.
He had put up a hand between his eyes and the light, and the
very bones of it seemed transparent. So he sat, with a steadfastly
vacant gaze, pausing in his work. He never looked at the figure
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before him, without first looking down on this side of himself, then
on that, as if he had lost the habit of associating place with sound;
he never spoke, without first wandering in this manner, and
forgetting to speak.
“Are you going to finish that pair of shoes today?” asked
Defarge, motioning to Mr. Lorry to come forward.
“What did you say?”
“Do you mean to finish that pair of shoes today?”
“I can’t say that I mean to. I suppose so. I don’t know.”
But, the question reminded him of his work, and he bent over it
again.
Mr. Lorry came silently forward, leaving the daughter by the
door. When he had stood, for a minute or two, by the side of
Defarge, the shoemaker looked up. He showed no surprise at
seeing another figure, but the unsteady fingers of one of his hands
strayed to his lips as he looked at it (his lips and his nails were of
the same pale lead-colour), and then the hand dropped to his
work, and he once more bent over the shoe. The look and the
action had occupied but an instant.
“You have a visitor, you see,” said Monsieur Defarge.
“What did you say?”
“Here is a visitor.”
The shoemaker looked up as before, but without removing a
hand from his work.
“Come!” said Defarge. “Here is monsieur, who knows a well-
made shoe when he sees one. Show him that shoe you are working
at. Take it, monsieur.”
Mr. Lorry took it in his hand.
“Tell monsieur what kind of shoe it is, and the maker’s name.”
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There was a longer pause than usual, before the shoemaker
replied: “I forget what it was you asked me. What did you say?”
“I said, couldn’t you describe the kind of shoe, for monsieur’s
information?”
“It is a lady’s shoe. It is a young lady’s walking-shoe. It is in the
present mode. I never saw the mode. I have had a pattern in my
hand.” He glanced at the shoe with some little passing touch of
pride.
“And the maker’s name?” said Defarge.
Now that he had no work to hold, he laid the knuckles of the
right hand in the hollow of the left, and then the knuckles of the
left hand in the hollow of the right, and then passed a **cross
his bearded chin, and so on in regular changes, without a
moment’s intermission. The task of recalling him from the vacancy
into which he always sank when he had spoken, was like recalling
some very weak person from a swoon, or endeavouring, in the
hope of some disclosure, to stay the spirit of a fast-dying man.
“Did you ask me for my name?”
“Assuredly I did.”
“One Hundred and Five, North Tower.”
“Is that all?”
“One Hundred and Five, North Tower.”
With a weary sound that was not a sigh, nor a groan, he bent to
work again, until the silence was again broken.
“You are not a shoemaker by trade?” said Mr. Lorry, looking
steadfastly at him.
His haggard eyes turned to Defarge, as if he would have
transferred the question to him: but as no help came from that
quarter, they turned back on the questioner when they had sought
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the ground.
“I am not a shoemaker by trade? No, I was not a shoemaker by
trade. I—I learnt it here. I taught myself. I asked leave to—” He
lapsed away, even for minutes, ringing those measured changes on
his hands the whole time. His eyes came slowly back, at last, to the
face from which they had wandered; when they rested on it, he
started, and resumed, in the manner of a sleeper that moment
awake, reverting to a subject of las