1 The red cap and tri-colour cockade were universal, both among men and women.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER I. In Secret 2 The wine was red wine, and had stained the ground of the narrow street in the suburb of Saint Antoine, in Paris, where it was spilled.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V. The Wine-shop 3 The time was to come, when that wine too would be spilled on the street-stones, and when the stain of it would be red upon many there.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V. The Wine-shop 4 Awakened by a timid local functionary and three armed patriots in rough red caps and with pipes in their mouths, who sat down on the bed.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER I. In Secret 5 A bottle of good claret after dinner does a digger in the red coals no harm, otherwise than as it has a tendency to throw him out of work.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER IV. The Preparation 6 Darnay complied, and was taken back to the guard-house, where other patriots in rough red caps were smoking, drinking, and sleeping, by a watch-fire.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER I. In Secret 7 The escort were two mounted patriots in red caps and tri-coloured cockades, armed with national muskets and sabres, who rode one on either side of him.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER I. In Secret 8 It proceeded from Miss Pross, the wild red woman, strong of hand, whose acquaintance he had first made at the Royal George Hotel at Dover, and had since improved.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER VI. Hundreds of People 9 When it was dark, and he sat before the coffee-room fire, awaiting his dinner as he had awaited his breakfast, his mind was busily digging, digging, digging, in the live red coals.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER IV. The Preparation 10 The hands of the man who sawed the wood, left red marks on the billets; and the forehead of the woman who nursed her baby, was stained with the stain of the old rag she wound about her head again.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V. The Wine-shop 11 In the howling universe of passion and contention that seemed to encompass this grim old officer conspicuous in his grey coat and red decoration, there was but one quite steady figure, and that was a woman's.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXI. Echoing Footsteps 12 For, the footsteps had become to their minds as the footsteps of a people, tumultuous under a red flag and with their country declared in danger, changed into wild beasts, by terrible enchantment long persisted in.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXIV. Drawn to the Loadstone Rock 13 There was a ridge of ploughed land, with a plough upon it where it had been left last night when the horses were unyoked; beyond, a quiet coppice-wood, in which many leaves of burning red and golden yellow still remained upon the trees.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER III. The Night Shadows 14 Headlong, mad, and dangerous footsteps to force their way into anybody's life, footsteps not easily made clean again if once stained red, the footsteps raging in Saint Antoine afar off, as the little circle sat in the dark London window.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXI. Echoing Footsteps 15 When the heavy drag had been adjusted to the wheel, and the carriage slid down hill, with a cinderous smell, in a cloud of dust, the red glow departed quickly; the sun and the Marquis going down together, there was no glow left when the drag was taken off.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER VIII. Monseigneur in the Country 16 Chateau and hut, stone face and dangling figure, the red stain on the stone floor, and the pure water in the village well--thousands of acres of land--a whole province of France--all France itself--lay under the night sky, concentrated into a faint hair-breadth line.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVI. Still Knitting 17 The bronze face, the shaggy black hair and beard, the coarse woollen red cap, the rough medley dress of home-spun stuff and hairy skins of beasts, the powerful frame attenuated by spare living, and the sullen and desperate compression of the lips in sleep, inspired the mender of roads with awe.
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