1 I try it with these details, and I see them all, in this my cell in the Bastille, near the close of the tenth year of my captivity, as I saw them all that night.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER X. The Substance of the Shadow 2 Into his handsome face, the bitter waters of captivity had worn; but, he covered up their tracks with a determination so strong, that he held the mastery of them even in his sleep.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVII. One Night 3 My mind is a blank, from some time--I cannot even say what time--when I employed myself, in my captivity, in making shoes, to the time when I found myself living in London with my dear daughter here.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER III. A Disappointment 4 These words are formed by the rusty iron point with which I write with difficulty in scrapings of soot and charcoal from the chimney, mixed with blood, in the last month of the tenth year of my captivity.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER X. The Substance of the Shadow 5 As to the men and women, their choice on earth was stated in the prospect--Life on the lowest terms that could sustain it, down in the little village under the mill; or captivity and Death in the dominant prison on the crag.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER VIII. Monseigneur in the Country 6 As the captive of many years sat looking fixedly, by turns, at Mr. Lorry and at Defarge, some long obliterated marks of an actively intent intelligence in the middle of the forehead, gradually forced themselves through the black mist that had fallen on him.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER VI. The Shoemaker 7 Little Lucie sat by her grandfather with her hands clasped through his arm: and he, in a tone not rising much above a whisper, began to tell her a story of a great and powerful Fairy who had opened a prison-wall and let out a captive who had once done the Fairy a service.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VII. A Knock at the Door