1 And her agitated hand waved to them from a chaise window, and she was gone.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVIII. Nine Days 2 The sea of black and threatening waters, and of destructive upheaving of wave against wave, whose depths were yet unfathomed and whose forces were yet unknown.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXI. Echoing Footsteps 3 The curtains were long and white, and some of the thunder-gusts that whirled into the corner, caught them up to the ceiling, and waved them like spectral wings.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER VI. Hundreds of People 4 A clammy and intensely cold mist, it made its slow way through the air in ripples that visibly followed and overspread one another, as the waves of an unwholesome sea might do.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER II. The Mail 5 Madame Defarge slightly waved her hand, to imply that she heard, and might be relied upon to arrive in good time, and so went through the mud, and round the corner of the prison wall.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER XIV. The Knitting Done 6 With a roar that sounded as if all the breath in France had been shaped into the detested word, the living sea rose, wave on wave, depth on depth, and overflowed the city to that point.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXI. Echoing Footsteps 7 His linen, though not of a fineness in accordance with his stockings, was as white as the tops of the waves that broke upon the neighbouring beach, or the specks of sail that glinted in the sunlight far at sea.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER IV. The Preparation 8 Bestowing a word of promise here and a smile there, a whisper on one happy slave and a wave of the hand on another, Monseigneur affably passed through his rooms to the remote region of the Circumference of Truth.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER VII. Monseigneur in Town 9 Among the echoes then, there would arise the sound of footsteps at her own early grave; and thoughts of the husband who would be left so desolate, and who would mourn for her so much, swelled to her eyes, and broke like waves.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXI. Echoing Footsteps 10 On the afternoon of a certain fine Sunday when the waves of four months had rolled over the trial for treason, and carried it, as to the public interest and memory, far out to sea, Mr. Jarvis Lorry walked along the sunny streets from Clerkenwell where he lived, on his way to dine with the Doctor.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER VI. Hundreds of People