1 It brought me here, it brought me to my grave.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER X. The Substance of the Shadow 2 He was on his way to dig some one out of a grave.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER III. The Night Shadows 3 I was brought here, I was brought to my living grave.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER X. The Substance of the Shadow 4 I knew that this might last for many hours, and that it would probably end in the silence of the grave.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER X. The Substance of the Shadow 5 Cramped in all kinds of dim cupboards and hutches at Tellson's, the oldest of men carried on the business gravely.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER I. Five Years Later 6 Long ago, when he had been famous among his earliest competitors as a youth of great promise, he had followed his father to the grave.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER IX. The Game Made 7 Though he said it with a grave smile of earnestness, and though he even put the old man's hand to his lips, he did not part from him then.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER XII. Darkness 8 Standing, as it were, apart with her on the edge of his grave, not all the staring curiosity that looked on, could, for the moment, nerve him to remain quite still.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER III. A Disappointment 9 These solemn words, which had been read at his father's grave, arose in his mind as he went down the dark streets, among the heavy shadows, with the moon and the clouds sailing on high above him.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER IX. The Game Made 10 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 11 He had never heard a sound so sweet and dear as the sound of her compassionate voice; he had never seen a face so tenderly beautiful, as hers when it was confronted with his own on the edge of the grave that had been dug for him.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 12 He was quiet and attentive; watched the opening proceedings with a grave interest; and stood with his hands resting on the slab of wood before him, so composedly, that they had not displaced a leaf of the herbs with which it was strewn.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER II. A Sight 13 The mill which had worked them down, was the mill that grinds young people old; the children had ancient faces and grave voices; and upon them, and upon the grown faces, and ploughed into every furrow of age and coming up afresh, was the sigh, Hunger.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V. The Wine-shop 14 Yet, no one could have looked at him twice, without looking again: even though the opportunity of observation had not extended to the mournful cadence of his low grave voice, and to the abstraction that overclouded him fitfully, without any apparent reason.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER IV. Congratulatory 15 Once denounced, and on such grave grounds as had just now been suggested to his mind, he foresaw that the dreadful woman of whose unrelenting character he had seen many proofs, would produce against him that fatal register, and would quash his last chance of life.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 16 Dig--dig--dig--until an impatient movement from one of the two passengers would admonish him to pull up the window, draw his arm securely through the leathern strap, and speculate upon the two slumbering forms, until his mind lost its hold of them, and they again slid away into the bank and the grave.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER III. The Night Shadows 17 Madame Defarge and monsieur her husband returned amicably to the bosom of Saint Antoine, while a speck in a blue cap toiled through the darkness, and through the dust, and down the weary miles of avenue by the wayside, slowly tending towards that point of the compass where the chateau of Monsieur the Marquis, now in his grave, listened to the whispering trees.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting Your search result possibly is over 17 sentences. If you upgrade to a VIP account, you will see up to 500 sentences for one search.