But, Miss pross suddenly became afflicted with a twitching in the head and body, and retired into the house.
They were only three at table, and Miss pross made the third.
Within a few minutes, Miss pross stood whispering at his side.
The savage Frenchwoman tried to tear her away, but Miss pross seized her around the waist, and held her back.
However, father and daughter did at last appear, and Miss pross was ready at the street door to receive them.
Miss pross, submitting herself to his judgment, the scheme was worked out with care.
Seeing in this arrangement the hope of rendering real service in that pressing emergency, Miss pross hailed it with joy.
Something of this is implied in the slang word pross, since it also means “to sponge upon a comrade,” &c., “for drink.”
Madame Defarge looked at her scornfully, but still with something of Miss pross's own perception that they two were at bay.
There was no one bidden to the marriage but Mr. Lorry; there was even to be no bridesmaid but the gaunt Miss pross.