A Tale of Two Cities
Book 2, Chapter 6: Hundreds of People: Page 9
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| It was the rush and roar of rain that he typified, and it stopped him, for no voice could be heard in it. A memorable storm of thunder and lightning broke with that sweep of water, and there was not a moment’s interval in crash, and fire, and rain, until after the moon rose at midnight. | He was talking about the rush and roar of rain, and he stopped talking because he couldn’t be heard over the rain. A terrific storm of thunder and lightning broke, and the thunder, lightning, and rain did not stop even for an instant until after the moon rose at midnight. |
| The great bell of Saint Paul’s was striking one in the cleared air, when Mr. Lorry, escorted by Jerry, high-booted and bearing a lantern, set forth on his return-passage to Clerkenwell. There were solitary patches of road on the way between Soho and Clerkenwell, and Mr. Lorry, mindful of foot-pads, always retained Jerry for this service: though it was usually performed a good two hours earlier. | The bell at Saint Paul’s Cathedral struck one o’clock in the now clear air. Mr. Lorry headed home to Clerkenwell, escorted by Jerry, who wore high boots and carried a lantern. There were lonely parts of the road on the way between Soho and Clerkenwell, and Mr. Lorry worried about thieves and always used Jerry for a ride home, though he usually headed home two hours earlier. |
| “What a night it has been! Almost a night, Jerry,” said Mr. Lorry, “to bring the dead out of their graves.” | “What a night it has been!” said Mr. Lorry. “Almost a night that would bring the dead out of their graves, Jerry.” |
| “I never see the night myself, master—nor yet I don’t expect to—what would do that,” answered Jerry. | “I’ve never seen a night that would do that. And I don’t expect to,” answered Jerry. |
| “Good night, Mr. Carton,” said the man of business. “Good night, Mr. Darnay. Shall we ever see such a night again, together!” | “Good night, Mr. Carton,” said Mr. Lorry. “Good night, Mr. Darnay. Do you think we’ll ever see such a night together again?” |
| Perhaps. Perhaps, see the great crowd of people with its rush and roar, bearing down upon them, too. | They might. They might also see a great roaring crowd of people come rushing at them, too. |
