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" 'Is she Dead?'", asked the Marquis...'No not dead', said [Manette],' but like to die' ...'What strength is in these common bodies!' [said Marquis]. 'There is a progiious strength'...He first laugh at [Manette's] words (B3,CH10,PG254).

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" If you were shown a great heap of dolls...... If you were shown a flock of birds, unable to fly......" Book 2, last page of chapter 15, pg 134.

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"...his head was soon upon a pike, with grass enough in the mouth for all Saint Antoine to dance at the sight of " (B.2.ch.22.p 173)

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"Drive him fast to his tomb. This from Jacques" (Book 2 Chapter 10)

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"... she heard him say, 'A life you love.'" (Book 3 Chapter 11, pg. 260)

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" that you people cannot take care of yourselves and your children. One or the other of you is for ever in the way"( Bk 2 ch 7 Pg 84).

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"... his head more out of a long squalid bag of a night-cap than in it, scrawled upon a wall with his finger dipped in muddy wine-less -- BLOOD" (Bk1, Ch. 5, 32).

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"The two hand of Madame Defarge buffeted and tore her [Ms. Pross] face..." (Bk 3, Ch.14, 286-287)

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"...Lucie passed two hours of every day at this place; and everyday on leaving it, she kissed the prison wall." (Book 3. ch.5.p 213)

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"my future is far brighter, Lucie, seen through your marriage , than it could have been- nay, than it ever was-without it"(144).

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"Without deigning to look at the assemblage a second time, Monsieur the Marquis leaned back in his seat...... when his ease was suddenly disturbed by a coin flying into his carriage......" book 2, chapter 7, pg 85

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¨...that although condemed to death he will not be executed; they say...that he was enraged and made mad by the death of his child¨ book 2, chapter 15, pg 126.

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"Can you, of all people who love her, bear to see her so?"
Book 3 Chapter 11, pg. 260

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" Other seven faces there were, carried higher, seven dead faces, whose drooping eyelids and half-seen eyes awaited the Last Day" (bk2, Ch.21)
- Kaitlyn
- Daniel

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"If I might touch him! If I might embrace him once!" (Book 3 Chapter 11, pg. 259)

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"She goes next before him - is gone; the knitting women count Twenty-Two." (Bk. 3, Ch.15, 292)

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" I think, Charles, poor Mr. Carton deserves more consideration and respect than you expressed for him to-night...... " said Lucie, book 2, a plea, chapter 20, pg 160

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"It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I fo to than I have ever known." (Book 3 Chapter 15)
-Lara and Steven

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“, the Evrémonde people are to be exterminated, and the wife and child must follow the husband and father." (279) me and bong found this

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¨Madame Defarge returned to her counter to get the wine, and, as he took up a Jacobin journal and feigned to pore over it puzzling out its meaning, he heard her say, "I swear to you, like Evémonde!"

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"...they went together; at other times she was alone;but she never missed a single day," (book 3 chapter 5 pg 214)

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"the wine was red wine, and had stained the ground of the narrow street ...... it had stained many hands too, and many faces......" book 1, chapter 5, the wine shop, pg 20

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"It does not take a long time to strike a man with Lightening."
Book 2 Chapter 16, pg. 177

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' "For the love of Heaven, of justice, of genorousity, of the honour of your noble name". was the poor prisoner's cry with which he strengthened his sinking heart, as he left all that was dear on earth behind him, and floated away for the Loadstone Rock'

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¨..have madame in the crowd in the afternoon, still with her knitting in her hands as the crowd waited to see the carriage of the King and Queen.¨(Bk 2, Ch.15, Pg. 179)

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¨Then she glanced in a casual manner round the wine shop, took up her knitting with great apparrent calmness and repose of spirit, and became absurbed in it¨ Book 1 Chapter 5, Pg. 25.

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"How can you say that? Wouldn't she weep for you? Wouldn't her child?" (Book 3 Ch. 9)

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¨Twenty-Three¨ (Book 3, Chapter 15, pg. 292).