1 There was a stool, and table, and a straw bed.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXI. Echoing Footsteps 2 She came down from her bed, to look at him in his sleep that night.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 3 I am again at work upon the hill-side, and the sun is again about to go to bed.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XV. Knitting 4 Young Jerry, who had only made a feint of undressing when he went to bed, was not long after his father.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XIV. The Honest Tradesman 5 When the village had taken its poor supper, it did not creep to bed, as it usually did, but came out of doors again, and remained there.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXIII. Fire Rises 6 She put her needless candle in the shadow at a distance, crept up to his bed, and put her lips to his; then, leaned over him, and looked at him.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVII. One Night 7 He had been days upon his journey in France alone, when he went to bed tired out, in a little town on the high road, still a long way from Paris.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER I. In Secret 8 Climbing to a high chamber in a well of houses, he threw himself down in his clothes on a neglected bed, and its pillow was wet with wasted tears.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER V. The Jackal 9 Thus the evening wore away with the Cruncher family, until Young Jerry was ordered to bed, and his mother, laid under similar injunctions, obeyed them.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XIV. The Honest Tradesman 10 At first, he slept heavily, but, by degrees, began to roll and surge in bed, until he rose above the surface, with his spiky hair looking as if it must tear the sheets to ribbons.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER I. Five Years Later 11 My father was so reduced that I was afraid to take him out of the air, and I had made a bed for him on the deck near the cabin steps, and I sat on the deck at his side to take care of him.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER III. A Disappointment 12 And even then it would not leave him, but followed him upstairs with a bump on every stair, scrambled into bed with him, and bumped down, dead and heavy, on his breast when he fell asleep.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XIV. The Honest Tradesman 13 Something had gone wrong with him; at least, so Young Jerry inferred, from the circumstance of his holding Mrs. Cruncher by the ears, and knocking the back of her head against the head-board of the bed.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XIV. The Honest Tradesman 14 Of late, the neglected bed in the Temple Court had known him more scantily than ever; and often when he had thrown himself upon it no longer than a few minutes, he had got up again, and haunted that neighbourhood.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XIII. The Fellow of No Delicacy 15 Madame enforced the conclusion of this piece of advice by striking her little counter with her chain of money as if she knocked its brains out, and then gathering the heavy handkerchief under her arm in a serene manner, and observing that it was time to go to bed.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting 16 Up the two terrace flights of steps the rain ran wildly, and beat at the great door, like a swift messenger rousing those within; uneasy rushes of wind went through the hall, among the old spears and knives, and passed lamenting up the stairs, and shook the curtains of the bed where the last Marquis had slept.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXIII. Fire Rises 17 Sessions and Old Bailey had now to summon their favourite, specially, to their longing arms; and shouldering itself towards the visage of the Lord Chief Justice in the Court of King's Bench, the florid countenance of Mr. Stryver might be daily seen, bursting out of the bed of wigs, like a great sunflower pushing its way at the sun from among a rank garden-full of flaring companions.
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