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A Tale of Two Cities

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When her husband was brought in, she turned a look upon him, so sustaining, so encouraging, so full of admiring love and pitying tenderness, yet so courageous for his sake, that it called the healthy blood into his face, brightened his glance, and animated his heart. If there had been any eyes to notice the influence of her look, on Sydney Carton, it would have been seen to be the same influence exactly. Lucie turned to look at Darnay when he was brought in. She was supportive, encouraging, and full of love and tenderness, and she was being so brave for his sake that it made him blush. It brightened his glance and made his heart beat fast. If anyone had noticed how her appearance changed Sydney Carton, they would have noticed that the exact same look was now on his face, too.
Before that unjust Tribunal, there was little or no order of procedure, ensuring to any accused person any reasonable hearing. There could have been no such Revolution, if all laws, forms, and ceremonies, had not first been so monstrously abused, that the suicidal vengeance of the Revolution was to scatter them all to the winds. There was hardly any order of procedure at the unjust tribunal that assured an accused person of receiving a fair hearing. The Revolution had eliminated all of the laws, formalities, and ceremonies of the government, the terrible abuse of which caused the Revolution in the first place.
Every eye was turned to the jury. The same determined patriots and good republicans as yesterday and the day before, and to-morrow and the day after. Eager and prominent among them, one man with a craving face, and his fingers perpetually hovering about his lips, whose appearance gave great satisfaction to the spectators. A life-thirsting, cannibal-ooking, bloody-minded juryman, the Jacques Three of St. Antoine. The whole jury, as a jury of dogs empannelled to try the deer. Everyone looked at the jury. The same patriots and republicans were on the jury that had been there the day before and would still be there the day after. There was one man among them who seemed important and eager. He had a greedy look on his face, and his fingers were constantly moving around his lips. The crowd was very happy to see him, and he looked thirsty for blood as if he were a cannibal. He was Jacques Three from Saint Antoine. The whole jury was as hungry as a jury of dogs brought together to put a deer on trial.
Every eye then turned to the five judges and the public prosecutor. No favourable leaning in that quarter to-day. A fell, uncompromising, murderous business-meaning there. Every eye then sought some other eye in the crowd, and gleamed at it approvingly; and heads nodded at one another, before bending forward with a strained attention. Everyone turned to look at the five judges and the public prosecutor. No one among them looked sympathetic. They all looked vicious and murderous. Then everyone looked at the other people in the crowd, and the all nodded their heads approvingly to each other before they leaned forward attentively.
Charles Evremonde, called Darnay. Released yesterday. Reaccused and retaken yesterday. Indictment delivered to him last night. Suspected and Denounced enemy of the Republic, Aristocrat, one of a family of tyrants, one of a race proscribed, for that they had used their abolished privileges to the infamous oppression of the people. Charles Evremonde, called Darnay, in right of such proscription, absolutely Dead in Law. The prosecutor stated Darnay’s case. His name was Charles Evremonde, also known as Darnay. He was released yesterday. He was reaccused and taken in custody again yesterday. The formal accusation was delivered to him last night. He is suspected and denounced as an enemy of the Republic. He is an aristocrat. He comes from a family of tyrants who have been banned for using their power to oppress the peasants. Charles Evremonde, also known as Darnay, has been banned by the law and should definitely be sentenced to death.
To this effect, in as few or fewer words, the Public Prosecutor. In this way, in as few words or fewer, the public prosecutor pronounced his sentence.
The President asked, was the Accused openly denounced or secretly? The president asked if Darnay had been denounced openly or secretly.
“Openly, President.” “The prosecutor answered, “Openly, president.”
“By whom?” “By whom?” asked the president.
“Three voices. Ernest Defarge, wine-vendor of St. Antoine.” “By three people. Ernest Defarge, a wine seller from Saint Antoine,” answered the prosecutor.
“Good.” “Good.”
“Therese Defarge, his wife.” “Therese Defarge, his wife.”
“Good.” “Good.”
“Alexandre Manette, physician.” “Dr. Alexandre Manette.”
A great uproar took place in the court, and in the midst of it, Doctor Manette was seen, pale and trembling, standing where he had been seated. The crowd in the courtroom roared. Dr. Manette could be seen in the middle of the crowd, pale and trembling. He had stood up where he had been sitting.
“President, I indignantly protest to you that this is a forgery and a fraud. You know the accused to be the husband of my daughter. My daughter, and those dear to her, are far dearer to me than my life. Who and where is the false conspirator who says that I denounce the husband of my child!” “President, I protest that this is a forgery and a fraud. You know that Darnay is my daughter’s husband. My daughter, and those she loves, are much more important to me than my own life. Who and where is the liar who says that I denounced my daughter’s husband!”
“Citizen Manette, be tranquil. To fail in submission to the authority of the Tribunal would be to put yourself out of Law. As to what is dearer to you than life, nothing can be so dear to a good citizen as the Republic.” “Calm down, Citizen Manette. To speak out of turn against the authority of the tribunal is breaking the law. Regarding what is more important to you than your life, nothing can be as important to a good citizen as the Republic.”
Loud acclamations hailed this rebuke. The President rang his bell, and with warmth resumed. People cheered loudly at this, and the president rang his bell and continued.

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