A Tale of Two Cities

by Charles Dickens

All the women knitted.

worthless things;

mechanical substitute for eating ...

the bony fingers had been still, the stomachs would have been ...

where they were to sit knitting, knitting, counting dropping heads.

plane-tree together. Never did the moon

no one bidden to the marriage

Mr. Lorry;

Miss ...

next fortnight, while you are in Warwickshire

Charles Darnay and Lucie Manette were happily married.

great change to have come over the Doctor;

first person who appeared, to offer his congratulations, was Sydney Carton.

believe that he has a heart he very, very seldom reveals, and that there are deep wounds in it.

how strong we are

in our happiness, and how weak he is in his misery!"

winding the golden thread which bound her husband, and her father, and herself, and her old directress and companion, in a life of quiet bliss, Lucie sat in the still house in the tranquilly resounding corner, listening to the echoing footsteps of years.

young mother

shady house was sunny with a child's laugh,

golden thread that bound

them all together, weaving the service of her happy influence through the tissue of all their lives,

Lucie heard in the echoes of years none but friendly an...

husband's step was strong and...

her father's firm a...

Miss ...

snorting and pawing the earth under the plane-tre...

Even when there were sound...

a little boy,

very sorry to leave you

I am called, and I ...

the little Lucie,

chattered in the tongues of the Two Cities that were blended in her life.

Sydney Carton. Some half-dozen t...

Carton was the first stranger to whom little Lucie held out her chubby arms,

little boy had spoken of him, almost at the last.

Mr. Stryver shouldered his way thr...

Stryver was rich; had married a florid widow with property and three boys, who had nothing particularly shining about them but the straight hair of their dumpling heads.

echoes, from a distance, that rumbled menacingly in the corner

little Lucie's sixth birthday, that they began to have an awful sound,

mid-July, one thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine, Mr. Lorry came in late, from Tellson's, and sat himself down by Lucie and her husband in the dark window.

an uneasiness in Paris,

we have actually a run of confidence upon us!

Saint Antoine

all armed alike in hunger and revenge.

Hotel de Ville

the years so long after the breaking of the cask at Defarge's wine-shop door, they are not easily purified when once stained red.

so long after the breaking of the cask at Defarge's

wine-shop door, they are not easily purified when ...

The short, rather plump wife of a starved grocer, and the mother of two children

name of The Vengeance.