A Tale of Two Cities - Charles Dickens

would cost nothing to lay down if it were not.” “I will go,” said Doctor Manette, “to the Prosecutor ...

XII. Darkness Sydney Carton paused in the street, not quite decided where to go. “At Tellson's ...

He repeated what he had already said. “English?” asked Madame Defarge, inquisitively raising her dark eyebro ...

true friend of the Republic. Let him take care of his face!” “And you have observed, my wife,” said D ...

father was my father, those dead are my dead, and that summons to answer for those things descends to me!' ...

him no question, for his face told them everything. “I cannot find it,” said he, “and I must have ...

did so, a small case in which the Doctor was accustomed to carry the lists of his day's duties, fell ligh ...

morrow; probably not until two or three days afterwards; more probably a week afterwards. You know it is ...

influence you to alter the course on which we now stand pledged to one another.” “Nothing, Carto ...

XIII. Fifty-two In the black prison of the Conciergerie, the doomed of the day awaited their fate. They were ...

thus far on his last way. Being allowed to purchase the means of writing, and a light, he sat down ...

of forgetfulness, and then he had even suffered, and had come back to her, dead and at peace, and yet the ...

The key was put in the lock, and turned. Before the door was opened, or as it opened, a man said in a low voice ...

With wonderful quickness, and with a strength both of will and action, that appeared quite supernatura ...

vacantly. “What vapour is that?” he asked. “Vapour?” “Something that crossed me?” “I am conscious of nothing; ...

soon be far from here, please God! Now, get assistance and take me to the coach.” “You?” said the Spy ...

Sounds that he was not afraid of, for he divined their meaning, then began to be audible. Several doors w ...

“Are you dying for him?” she whispered. “And his wife and child. Hush! Yes.” “O you will let me hold you ...

“I am he. Necessarily, being the last.” It is Jarvis Lorry who has replied to all the previous questions. It i ...

new postilions follow, sucking and plaiting the lashes of their whips; leisurely, the old postilions count thei ...