"Good day!" said Monsieur Defarge, looking down at the white head that bent low over the shoemaking. it was raised for a moment, and a very faint volce responded to the salutation, as if it were at a distance:
"Good day!"
"You are still hard at work, I see?"
After a long silence, the head was lifted for another moment, and the voice replied, "Yes -- I am working."
This time, a pair of haggard eyes had looked at the questioner, before the face had dropped again.
What can one infer from the exchange between Monsieur Defarge and the shoemaker?
1. Monsieur Defarge Is annoyed because the shoemaker is still working.
2. The shoemaker does not like being bothered.
3. The shoemaker is eager to talk to Monsieur Defarge.
4. The shoemaker is waiting for Monsieur Defarge to help him.
No

Read the excerpt from "mother tongue." lately, i’ve been giving more thought to the kind of english my mother speaks. like others, i have described it to people as “broken” or “fractured” english. but i wince when i say that. it has always bothered me that i can think of no other way to describe it other than “broken,” as if it were damaged and needed to be fixed, as if it lacked a certain wholeness and soundness. what best supports the inference that tan believes nonstandard english is no less valid than standard english? tan spends a lot of time thinking about her mother’s “fractured” english. tan has trouble thinking of descriptive words when she is writing. tan’s american education makes it difficult for her to understand her mother. tan winces when she describes her mother’s english as “broken.”