A Tale of Two Cities - Charles Dickens

XVII. One Night Never did the sun go down with a brighter glory on the quiet corner in Soho, than one m ...

marriage, than it could have been—nay, than it ever was—without it.” “If I could hope that, my fat ...

from whom I had been rent. Whether it was alive. Whether it had been born alive, or the poor mother's ...

“In that more peaceful state, I have imagined her, in the moonlight, coming to me and taking me out t ...

Into his handsome face, the bitter waters of captivity had worn; but, he covered up their trac ...

XVIII. Nine Days The marriage-day was shining brightly, and they were ready outside the closed door of t ...

“Well!” observed Mr. Lorry, beamingly adjusting his little wig, “that seems probable, too.” “And you were ...

the Paris garret, were mingled with them again in the morning sunlight, on the threshold of the door at ...

angry at being spoken to—and bent over his work again. He had laid aside his coat and waistcoat; his s ...

rendered practicable, Mr. Lorry resolved to watch him attentively, with as little appearance as possible ...

heart to believe that he looked up oftener, and that he appeared to be stirred by some perception of i ...

XIX. An Opinion Worn out by anxious watching, Mr. Lorry fell asleep at his post. On the tenth morning of his sus ...

So far as it was possible to comprehend him without overstepping those delicate and gradual ...

“Nine days and nights.” “How did it show itself? I infer,” glancing at his hands again, “i ...

“Was it dreaded by him?” Mr. Lorry ventured to ask. “Very much.” He said it with an involuntary shudder ...

the conducting of experiments, to many things. Now, does he do too much?” “I think not. It may be the c ...

friend. “Now, would it not be better that he should let it go?” Still, the Doctor, with shaded forehead, bea ...

account for his silence, Mr. Lorry had previously explained to him, and he had written to Lucie in accordance ...

XX. A Plea When the newly-married pair came home, the first person who appeared, to offer his congratulatio ...

does not help me to forget it.” “If it was a light answer,” returned Darnay, “I beg your forgiveness for ...