No vivacious Bacchanalian flame leaped out of the pressed grape of Monsieur Defarge: but, a smouldering fire that burnt in the dark, lay hidden in the dregs of it.

Defarge 先生压榨葡萄中并没有欢快酒神焰：但是，一种在黑暗中燃烧阴燃焰，隐藏在它残渣中。