1 The key was put in the lock, and turned.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER XIII. Fifty-two 2 These she put on, out on the staircase, first shutting and locking the door and taking away the key.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER XIV. The Knitting Done 3 They are," Mr. Lorry whispered the words, glancing fearfully round at the locked room, "murdering the prisoners.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER II. The Grindstone 4 Defarge drew out the key, closed the door, locked it on the inside, took out the key again, and held it in his hand.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V. The Wine-shop 5 It was appointed that the water should be locked in an eternal frost, when the light was playing on its surface, and I stood in ignorance on the shore.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER III. The Night Shadows 6 With the same intention, he drew the key across it, three or four times, before he put it clumsily into the lock, and turned it as heavily as he could.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V. The Wine-shop 7 Through the dismal prison twilight, his new charge accompanied him by corridor and staircase, many doors clanging and locking behind them, until they came into a large, low, vaulted chamber, crowded with prisoners of both sexes.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER I. In Secret 8 Towards that small and ghostly hour, he rose up from his chair, took a key out of his pocket, opened a locked cupboard, and brought forth a sack, a crowbar of convenient size, a rope and chain, and other fishing tackle of that nature.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XIV. The Honest Tradesman 9 They returned home to breakfast, and all went well, and in due course the golden hair that had mingled with the poor shoemaker's white locks in the Paris garret, were mingled with them again in the morning sunlight, on the threshold of the door at parting.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVIII. Nine Days 10 All the village," pursued the mender of roads, on tiptoe and in a low voice, "withdraws; all the village whispers by the fountain; all the village sleeps; all the village dreams of that unhappy one, within the locks and bars of the prison on the crag, and never to come out of it, except to perish.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XV. Knitting 11 As these ruffians turned and turned, their matted locks now flung forward over their eyes, now flung backward over their necks, some women held wine to their mouths that they might drink; and what with dropping blood, and what with dropping wine, and what with the stream of sparks struck out of the stone, all their wicked atmosphere seemed gore and fire.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER II. The Grindstone