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1 She tied a knot with flashing eyes, as if it throttled a foe.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting
2 Then madame, with her teeth set, tied a very terrible knot indeed.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting
3 "You are fatigued," said madame, raising her glance as she knotted the money.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting
4 In both, there were several knots of loungers, squalid and miserable, but now with a manifest sense of power enthroned on their distress.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXII. The Sea Still Rises
5 With the aid of his indispensable cap, he represented a man with his elbows bound fast at his hips, with cords that were knotted behind him.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XV. Knitting
6 And as Madame Defarge moved on from group to group, all three went quicker and fiercer among every little knot of women that she had spoken with, and left behind.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting
7 Then she turned out the contents of the bowl of money for the second time, and began knotting them up in her handkerchief, in a chain of separate knots, for safe keeping through the night.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting
8 Then she turned out the contents of the bowl of money for the second time, and began knotting them up in her handkerchief, in a chain of separate knots, for safe keeping through the night.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting
9 Her manner was one of passionate grief; by turns she clasped her veinous and knotted hands together with wild energy, and laid one of them on the carriage-door--tenderly, caressingly, as if it had been a human breast, and could be expected to feel the appealing touch.
A Tale of Two CitiesBy Charles Dickens ContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER VIII. Monseigneur in the Country