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| The night was so very sultry, that although they sat with doors and windows open, they were overpowered by heat. When the tea-table was done with, they all moved to one of the windows, and looked out into the heavy twilight. Lucie sat by her father; Darnay sat beside her; Carton leaned against a window. The curtains were long and white, and some of the thunder-gusts that whirled into the corner, caught them up to the ceiling, and waved them like spectral wings. | The night was so very sultry, that although they sat with doors and windows open, they were overpowered by heat. When the tea-table was done with, they all moved to one of the windows, and looked out into the heavy twilight. Lucie sat by her father; Darnay sat beside her; Carton leaned against a window. The curtains were long and white, and some of the thunder-gusts that whirled into the corner, caught them up to the ceiling, and waved them like spectral wings. |
| “The rain-drops are still falling, large, heavy, and few,” said Doctor Manette. “It comes slowly.” | “The rain-drops are still falling, large, heavy, and few,” said Doctor Manette. “It comes slowly.” |
| “It comes surely,” said Carton. | “It comes surely,” said Carton. |
| They spoke low, as people watching and waiting mostly do; as people in a dark room, watching and waiting for Lightning, always do. | They spoke low, as people watching and waiting mostly do; as people in a dark room, watching and waiting for Lightning, always do. |
| There was a great hurry in the streets of people speeding away to get shelter before the storm broke; the wonderful corner for echoes resounded with the echoes of footsteps coming and going, yet not a footstep was there. | There was a great hurry in the streets of people speeding away to get shelter before the storm broke; the wonderful corner for echoes resounded with the echoes of footsteps coming and going, yet not a footstep was there. |
| “A multitude of people, and yet a solitude!” said Darnay, when they had listened for a while. | “A multitude of people, and yet a solitude!” said Darnay, when they had listened for a while. |
| “Is it not impressive, Mr. Darnay?” asked Lucie. “Sometimes, I have sat here of an evening, until I have fancied—but even the shade of a foolish fancy makes me shudder to-night, when all is so black and solemn—” | “Is it not impressive, Mr. Darnay?” asked Lucie. “Sometimes, I have sat here of an evening, until I have fancied—but even the shade of a foolish fancy makes me shudder to-night, when all is so black and solemn—” |
| “Let us shudder too. We may know what it is.” | “Let us shudder too. We may know what it is.” |
| “It will seem nothing to you. Such whims are only impressive as we originate them, I think; they are not to be communicated. I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of all the footsteps that are coming by-and-bye into our lives.” | “It will seem nothing to you. Such whims are only impressive as we originate them, I think; they are not to be communicated. I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of all the footsteps that are coming by-and-bye into our lives.” |
| “There is a great crowd coming one day into our lives, if that be so,” Sydney Carton struck in, in his moody way. | “There is a great crowd coming one day into our lives, if that be so,” Sydney Carton struck in, in his moody way. |
| The footsteps were incessant, and the hurry of them became more and more rapid. The corner echoed and re-echoed with the tread of feet; some, as it seemed, under the windows; some, as it seemed, in the room; some coming, some going, some breaking off, some stopping altogether; all in the distant streets, and not one within sight. | The footsteps were incessant, and the hurry of them became more and more rapid. The corner echoed and re-echoed with the tread of feet; some, as it seemed, under the windows; some, as it seemed, in the room; some coming, some going, some breaking off, some stopping altogether; all in the distant streets, and not one within sight. |
| “Are all these footsteps destined to come to all of us, Miss Manette, or are we to divide them among us?” | “Are all these footsteps destined to come to all of us, Miss Manette, or are we to divide them among us?” |
| “I don’t know, Mr. Darnay; I told you it was a foolish fancy, but you asked for it. When I have yielded myself to it, I have been alone, and then I have imagined them the footsteps of the people who are to come into my life, and my father’s.” | “I don’t know, Mr. Darnay; I told you it was a foolish fancy, but you asked for it. When I have yielded myself to it, I have been alone, and then I have imagined them the footsteps of the people who are to come into my life, and my father’s.” |
| “I take them into mine!” said Carton. “I ask no questions and make no stipulations. There is a great crowd bearing down upon us, Miss Manette, and I see them—by the Lightning.” He added the last words, after there had been a vivid flash which had shown him lounging in the window. | “I take them into mine!” said Carton. “I ask no questions and make no stipulations. There is a great crowd bearing down upon us, Miss Manette, and I see them—by the Lightning.” He added the last words, after there had been a vivid flash which had shown him lounging in the window. |
| “And I hear them!” he added again, after a peal of thunder. “Here they come, fast, fierce, and furious!” | “And I hear them!” he added again, after a peal of thunder. “Here they come, fast, fierce, and furious!” |
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| The night was so very sultry, that although they sat with doors and windows open, they were overpowered by heat. When the tea-table was done with, they all moved to one of the windows, and looked out into the heavy twilight. Lucie sat by her father; Darnay sat beside her; Carton leaned against a window. The curtains were long and white, and some of the thunder-gusts that whirled into the corner, caught them up to the ceiling, and waved them like spectral wings. | The night was so very sultry, that although they sat with doors and windows open, they were overpowered by heat. When the tea-table was done with, they all moved to one of the windows, and looked out into the heavy twilight. Lucie sat by her father; Darnay sat beside her; Carton leaned against a window. The curtains were long and white, and some of the thunder-gusts that whirled into the corner, caught them up to the ceiling, and waved them like spectral wings. |
| “The rain-drops are still falling, large, heavy, and few,” said Doctor Manette. “It comes slowly.” | “The rain-drops are still falling, large, heavy, and few,” said Doctor Manette. “It comes slowly.” |
| “It comes surely,” said Carton. | “It comes surely,” said Carton. |
| They spoke low, as people watching and waiting mostly do; as people in a dark room, watching and waiting for Lightning, always do. | They spoke low, as people watching and waiting mostly do; as people in a dark room, watching and waiting for Lightning, always do. |
| There was a great hurry in the streets of people speeding away to get shelter before the storm broke; the wonderful corner for echoes resounded with the echoes of footsteps coming and going, yet not a footstep was there. | There was a great hurry in the streets of people speeding away to get shelter before the storm broke; the wonderful corner for echoes resounded with the echoes of footsteps coming and going, yet not a footstep was there. |
| “A multitude of people, and yet a solitude!” said Darnay, when they had listened for a while. | “A multitude of people, and yet a solitude!” said Darnay, when they had listened for a while. |
| “Is it not impressive, Mr. Darnay?” asked Lucie. “Sometimes, I have sat here of an evening, until I have fancied—but even the shade of a foolish fancy makes me shudder to-night, when all is so black and solemn—” | “Is it not impressive, Mr. Darnay?” asked Lucie. “Sometimes, I have sat here of an evening, until I have fancied—but even the shade of a foolish fancy makes me shudder to-night, when all is so black and solemn—” |
| “Let us shudder too. We may know what it is.” | “Let us shudder too. We may know what it is.” |
| “It will seem nothing to you. Such whims are only impressive as we originate them, I think; they are not to be communicated. I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of all the footsteps that are coming by-and-bye into our lives.” | “It will seem nothing to you. Such whims are only impressive as we originate them, I think; they are not to be communicated. I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of all the footsteps that are coming by-and-bye into our lives.” |
| “There is a great crowd coming one day into our lives, if that be so,” Sydney Carton struck in, in his moody way. | “There is a great crowd coming one day into our lives, if that be so,” Sydney Carton struck in, in his moody way. |
| The footsteps were incessant, and the hurry of them became more and more rapid. The corner echoed and re-echoed with the tread of feet; some, as it seemed, under the windows; some, as it seemed, in the room; some coming, some going, some breaking off, some stopping altogether; all in the distant streets, and not one within sight. | The footsteps were incessant, and the hurry of them became more and more rapid. The corner echoed and re-echoed with the tread of feet; some, as it seemed, under the windows; some, as it seemed, in the room; some coming, some going, some breaking off, some stopping altogether; all in the distant streets, and not one within sight. |
| “Are all these footsteps destined to come to all of us, Miss Manette, or are we to divide them among us?” | “Are all these footsteps destined to come to all of us, Miss Manette, or are we to divide them among us?” |
| “I don’t know, Mr. Darnay; I told you it was a foolish fancy, but you asked for it. When I have yielded myself to it, I have been alone, and then I have imagined them the footsteps of the people who are to come into my life, and my father’s.” | “I don’t know, Mr. Darnay; I told you it was a foolish fancy, but you asked for it. When I have yielded myself to it, I have been alone, and then I have imagined them the footsteps of the people who are to come into my life, and my father’s.” |
| “I take them into mine!” said Carton. “I ask no questions and make no stipulations. There is a great crowd bearing down upon us, Miss Manette, and I see them—by the Lightning.” He added the last words, after there had been a vivid flash which had shown him lounging in the window. | “I take them into mine!” said Carton. “I ask no questions and make no stipulations. There is a great crowd bearing down upon us, Miss Manette, and I see them—by the Lightning.” He added the last words, after there had been a vivid flash which had shown him lounging in the window. |
| “And I hear them!” he added again, after a peal of thunder. “Here they come, fast, fierce, and furious!” | “And I hear them!” he added again, after a peal of thunder. “Here they come, fast, fierce, and furious!” |
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