1 That's a card not to be beaten.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 2 I hold another card, Mr. Barsad.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 3 "You need have good cards, sir," said the spy.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 4 Mr. Barsad saw losing cards in it that Sydney Carton knew nothing of.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 5 And indeed, now I think again, I have a strong impression that I have another good card here, not yet enumerated.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 6 So far, we have spoken before these two, because it was as well that the merits of the cards should not rest solely between you and me.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 7 Other company were there: two playing cards, two playing dominoes, three standing by the counter lengthening out a short supply of wine.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER V. The Wine-shop 8 Besides that all secret men are men soon terrified, here were surely cards enough of one black suit, to justify the holder in growing rather livid as he turned them over.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards 9 As to the latter, when every posting-house and ale-house could produce somebody in "the Captain's" pay, ranging from the landlord to the lowest stable non-descript, it was the likeliest thing upon the cards.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER II. The Mail 10 Games at cards languished, players at dominoes musingly built towers with them, drinkers drew figures on the tables with spilt drops of wine, Madame Defarge herself picked out the pattern on her sleeve with her toothpick, and saw and heard something inaudible and invisible a long way off.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XV. Knitting 11 Mr. Barsad," he went on, in the tone of one who really was looking over a hand at cards: "Sheep of the prisons, emissary of Republican committees, now turnkey, now prisoner, always spy and secret informer, so much the more valuable here for being English that an Englishman is less open to suspicion of subornation in those characters than a Frenchman, represents himself to his employers under a false name.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VIII. A Hand at Cards