A Tale of Two Cities

by Charles Dickens

of the bed of wigs, like a great sunflower pushing its way at the sun from among a rank garden-full of flaring companions.

St...

glib...

unscrupulous, and a ready, an...

had not that faculty of extracting the essence from a heap of statements, which is among the most striking ...

accomplis...

more business he got, the greater his power seemed to grow of getting a...

always had his points at his fingers' ends ...

Sydney Carton, idlest and most unprom...

Stryver's gre...

Sydney Carton would never be a lion, he was an amazingly good jackal, and that he rendered suit and service to Stryver in that humble capacity.

the lion

the jackal,

we were fellow-students in the Student-Quarter of Paris, picking up French,

French law, and other French crumbs that we didn't get much good of, you were always somewhere, and I was always nowhere."

you sympathised with the golden-haired doll,

the man of good abilities and good emotions, incapable of their directed exercise, incapable of his own help and his own happiness, sensible of the blight on him, and resigning himself to let it eat him away.

Mr. Lorry had become the Doctor's friend,

elegant variety and contrast obtained by thrift in trifles, by delicate hands, clear eyes, and good sense; were at once so pleasant in themselves, and so expressive of their originator,

Miss Pross, the wild

red woman, strong of hand, whose

Miss Pross: whose character (dissociated from stature) was shortness.

Miss Pross to be very jealous,

unselfish creatures—

found only amon...

for pure love and admiration, bind themselves willing slaves, to youth when they have lost it, to beauty that they never had, to ...

fortunate enough to gain, to bright hopes that never shone upon th...

he stationed Miss Pross much nearer to the lower Angels than many ladies immeasurably better got up both by Nature and Art, who had balances at Tellson's.

Miss Pross; "and that was my brother Solomon, if he hadn't made a mistake in life."

brother Solomon was a heartless scoundrel who had stripped her of everything she possessed, as a stake to speculate with, and had abandoned her in her poverty for evermore, with no touch of compunction.

everything turned upon her, and revolved about her,

Mr. Darnay presented himself

plane-tree,

Miss Pross suddenly became afflicted

with a twitching in the head and body, and retired into the house. She was not unfrequently the victim of this disorder, and she called it, in familiar conversation, "a fit of the jerks."

Mr. Lorry either detected, or fancied it detected, on his face, as it turned towards Charles Darnay, the same singular look that had been upon it when it turned towards him in the passages of the Court House.

Mr. Carton had lounged in,

have imagined them the footsteps of the people who are to come into my life, and my father's."

when Mr. Lorry, escorted by Jerry,

return-passage to Clerkenwell.

Monseigneur could swallow a great many things with ease, and was by some few sullen minds supposed to be rather rapidly swallowing France;

could not so much as get into the throat of Monseigneur,

without the aid of four strong men bes...

idea of general public business,

let everything go on in its own way;

particular public business, Monseigneur had the other truly noble idea that ...

"The earth and the fulness thereof are mine, saith Monseigneur."

had taken his sister from a convent, while there was yet time to ward off the impending veil, the cheapest garment she could wear, and had bestowed her as a prize upon a very rich Farmer-General, poor in family. Which Farmer-General,

sumptuous man was the Farmer-General.

Military officers destitute of military knowledge; naval officers with no idea of a ship; civil officers without a notion of affairs; brazen ecclesiastics, of the worst world worldly,