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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  The prisoner came forward directly.
2.  The supplication touched him home. `I will always remember it, dear Heart! I will remember it as long as I live.'
3.  `Why, no, thank you; this is a private visit to yourself, Mr. Lorry; I have come for a private word.'
4.  `Hah!' said the Marquis again, in a well-satisfied manner.
5.  `Oh dear yes! Yes. Oh yes, you're eligible!' said Mr. Lorry. `If you say eligible, you are eligible.'
6.  `Are you quite a stranger to me, sir?'

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1.  She was pale and trembling. He came to her relief with a fixed despair of himself which made the interview unlike any other that could have been holden.
2.  `I prefer to form my own opinion, without the aid of his.'
3.  She sighed `No.'
4.  `So at least you say he may have been one of them?'
5.  `Father,' said Young Jerry, as they walked along: taking care to keep at arm's length and to have the stool well between them: `what's a Resurrection--Man?'
6.  He described it as if he were there, and it was evident that he saw it vividly; perhaps he had not seen much in his life.

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1.  Mr. Lorry was so taken aback, that he looked quite stupidly at Mr. Stryver shouldering him towards the door, with an appearance of showering generosity, forbearance, and goodwill, on his erring head. 'Make the best of it, my dear sir,' said Stryver; `say no more about it; thank you again for allowing me to sound you; good-night!' Mr. Lorry was out in the night, before he knew where he was. Mr. Stryver was lying back on his sofa, winking at his Ceiling.CHAPTER XIIIThe Fellow of DelicacyIF Sydney Carton ever shone anywhere, he certainly never shone the house of Doctor Manette. He had been there often, during a whole year, and had always been the same moody and morose lounger there. When he cared to talk, he talked well; but, the cloud of caring for nothing, which overshadowed him with such a fatal darkness, was very rarely pierced by the light within him.
2.  `My friend, I told you so,' said the uncle, with a fine pulsation in the two marks. `Do me the favour to recall that I told you so, long ago.'
3.  `Nevertheless,' pursued Darnay, rising to ring the bell, `there is nothing in that, I hope, to prevent my calling the reckoning, and our parting without ill-blood on either side.'
4.  He stooped a little, and with his tattered blue cap pointed under the carriage. All his fellows stooped to look under the carriage.
5.   The servant who spoke, had thrown the blinds wide, had looked out into the vacant darkness, and stood, with that blank behind him, looking round for instructions.
6.  `I was saying to madame, with whom I had the pleasure of chatting when you entered, that they tell me there is--and no wonder!--much sympathy and anger in Saint Antoine, touching the unhappy fate of poor Gaspard.'

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1.  `I stand corrected,; do you suppose--you go so far as to Suppose, sometimes?
2.  `Again; on the other hand, they whisper at the fountain,' resumed the countryman, `that he is brought down into our country to be executed on the spot, and that he will very certainly be executed. They even whisper that because he has slain Monseigneur, and because Monseigneur was the father of his tenants--serfs--what you will--he will be executed as a parricide. One old man says at the fountain, that his right hand, armed with the knife, will be burnt off before his face; that, into wounds which will be made in his arms, his breast, and his legs, there will be poured boiling oil, melted lead, hot resin, wax, and sulphur; finally, that he will be torn limb from limb by four strong horses. That old man says, all this was actually done to a prisoner who made an attempt on the life of the late King, Louis Fifteen. But how do I know if he lies?I am not a scholar.'
3.  `Yes, sir.'
4、  She timidly laid her hand on his dear breast, and put up a prayer that she might ever be as true to him as her love aspired to be, and as his sorrows deserved. Then, she withdrew her hand, and kissed his lips once more, and went away. So, the sunrise came, and the shadows of the leaves of the plane-tree moved upon his face, as softly as her lips had moved in praying for him.CHAPTER XVKnittingTHERE had been earlier drinking than usual in the wine shop of Monsieur Defarge. As early as six o'clock in the morning, sallow faces peeping through its barred windows had descried other faces within, bending over measures of wine. Monsieur Defarge sold a very thin wine at the best of times, but it would seem to have been an unusually thin wine that he sold at this time. A sour wine, moreover, or a souring, for its influence on the mood of those who drank it was to make them gloomy. No vivacious Bacchanalian flame leaped out of the pressed grape of monsieur Defarge: but, a smouldering fire that burnt in the dark, lay hidden in the dregs of it.
5、  `I speak for myself,' answered Mr. Lorry, `and for Mr. Darnay, and for Miss Lucie, and--Miss Lucie, do you not think I may speak for us all?' He asked her the question pointedly, and with a glance at her father.

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  • 朱建平 08-06

      `It is too late for that. I shall never be better than I am. I shall sink lower, and be worse.'

  • 谢燕 08-06

      `You are happy, my dear father?'

  • 基尔伯特-基尔瓦 08-06

       Young Jerry relieved his father with dutiful interest, and reported No job in his absence. The bank closed, the ancient clerks came Out, the usual watch was set, and Mr. Cruncher and his son went home to tea.

  • 本菲卡 08-06

      `Yes. We are quite a French House, as well as an English one.'

  • 叶家松 08-05

    {  `Barsad,' said Defarge, making it French by pronunciation. But, he had been so careful to get it accurately, that he then spelt it with perfect correctness.

  • 陈志荣 08-04

      `Did he say anything about America, Miss Manette? Be particular.'}

  • 姬烨公 08-04

      `Not for use?'

  • 陈柏槐 08-04

      She rolled up her knitting when she had said those words, and presently took the rose out of the handkerchief that was wound about her head. Either Saint Antoine had an instinctive sense that the objectionable decoration was gone or Saint Antoine was on the watch for its disappearance; howbeit, the Saint took courage to lounge in, very shortly afterwards, and the wine-shop recovered its habitual aspect.

  • 吴岱 08-03

       `I am deeply sorry to have been the cause of it. Could you tell her so for me, with my fervent acknowledgments?'

  • 胡玉萍 08-01

    {  `With your flying into the face of your own wittles and drink! I don't know how scarce you mayn't make the wittles and drink here, by your flopping tricks and your unfeeling conduct. Look at your boy: he is your'n, ain't he? He's as thin as a lath. Do you call yourself a mother, and not know that a mother's first duty is to blow her boy out?'

  • 沙希 08-01

      `May I ask, sir, if you think she is---' As he hesitated, her father supplied the rest.

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