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ATALEOFTWOCITIESCharlesDickensELECBOOKCLASSICSThisfileisfreeforindividualuseonly.Itmustnotbealteredorresold.Organisationswishingtouseitmustfirstobtainalicence.Lowcostlicensesareavailable.ContactusthroughourwebsiteTheElectricBookCo1998TheElectricBookCompanyLtd20CambridgeDrive,LondonSE128AJ,UK+44(0)1814883872www.elecbook.comELECBOOKCLASSICSebc0014.CharlesDickens:ATaleOfTwoCitiesATALEOFTWOCITIESCharlesDickensATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics4CONTENTS(Clickonnumbertogotochapter)BOOKTHEFIRST:RECALLEDTOLIFEChapterI.THEPERIOD.....................................................................8ChapterII.THEMAIL.......................................................................12ChapterIII.THENIGHTSHADOWS............................................20ChapterIV.THEPREPARATION..................................................26ChapterV.THEWINESHOP..........................................................41ChapterVI.THESHOEMAKER......................................................56BOOKTHESECOND:THEGOLDENTHREADChapterVII.FIVEYEARSLATER.................................................71ChapterVIII.ASIGHT......................................................................79ChapterIX.ADISSAPOINTMENT................................................88ChapterX.CONGRATULATORY.................................................106ChapterXI.THEJACKAL..............................................................115ChapterXII.HUNDREDSOFPEOPLE......................................123ChapterXIII.MONSEIGNEURINTOWN..................................139ChapterXIV.MONSEIGNEURINTHECOUNTRY.................151ChapterXV.THEGORGON’SHEAD...........................................158ChapterXVI.TWOPROMISES.....................................................173ChapterXVII.ACOMPANIONPICTURE..................................184ChapterXVIII.THEFELLOWOFDELICACY..........................189ChapterXIX.THEFELLOWOFNODELICACY......................198ATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics5ChapterXX.THEHONESTTRADESMAN................................204ChapterXXI.KNITTING................................................................218ChapterXXII.STILLKNITTING.................................................233ChapterXXIII.ONENIGHT.........................................................247ChapterXXIV.NINEDAYS...........................................................254ChapterXXV.ANOPINION..........................................................263ChapterXXVI.APLEA...................................................................273ChapterXXVII.ECHOINGFOOTSTEPS...................................278ChapterXXVIII.THESEASTILLRISES..................................293ChapterXXIX.FIRERISES..........................................................300ChapterXXX.DRAWNTOTHELOADSTONEROCK............310BOOKTHETHIRD:THETRACKOFASTORMChapterXXXI.INSECRET...........................................................326ChapterXXXII.THEGRINDSTONE..........................................341ChapterXXXIII.THESHADOW..................................................350ChapterXXXIV.CALMINSTORM.............................................357ChapterXXXV.THEWOOD-SAWYER.......................................364ChapterXXXVI.TRIUMPH...........................................................372ChapterXXXVII.AKNOCKATTHEDOOR.............................381ChapterXXXVIII.AHANDATCARDS.....................................388ChapterXXXIX.THEGAMEMADE...........................................405ChapterXL.THESUBSTANCEOFTHESHADOW................421ChapterXLI.DUSK.........................................................................440ATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics6ChapterXLII.DARKNESS............................................................445ChapterXLIII.FIFTY-TWO..........................................................456ChapterXLIV.THEKNITTINGDONE.......................................472ChapterXLV.THEFOOTSTEPSDIEOUTFOREVER..........488ATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics7BOOKTHEFIRSTRECALLEDTOLIFEATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics8ChapterITHEPERIODtwasthebestoftimes,itwastheworstoftimes,itwastheageofwisdom,itwastheageoffoolishness,itwastheepochofbelief,itwastheepochofincredulity,itwastheseasonofLight,itwastheseasonofDarkness,itwasthespringofhope,itwasthewinterofdespair,wehadeverythingbeforeus,wehadnothingbeforeus,wewereallgoingdirecttoHeaven,wewereallgoingdirecttheotherway—inshort,theperiodwassofarlikethepresentperiod,thatsomeofitsnoisiestauthoritiesinsistedonitsbeingreceived,forgoodorforevil,inthesuperlativedegreeofcomparisononly.Therewereakingwithalargejawandaqueenwithaplainface,onthethroneofEngland;therewereakingwithalargejawandaqueenwithafairface,onthethroneofFrance.InbothcountriesitwasclearerthancrystaltothelordsoftheStatepreservesofloavesandfishes,thatthingsingeneralweresettledforever.ItwastheyearofOurLordonethousandsevenhundredandseventy-five.SpiritualrevelationswereconcededtoEnglandatthatfavouredperiod,asatthis.Mrs.Southcotthadrecentlyattainedherfive-and-twentiethblessedbirthday,ofwhomapropheticprivateintheLifeGuardshadheraldedthesublimeappearancebyannouncingthatarrangementsweremadefortheswallowingupofLondonandWestminster.EventheCock-laneghosthadbeenlaidonlyarounddozenofyears,afterrappingoutIATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics9itsmessages,asthespiritsofthisveryyearlastpast(supernaturallydeficientinoriginality)rappedouttheirs.MeremessagesintheearthlyorderofeventshadlatelycometotheEnglishCrownandPeople,fromacongressofBritishsubjectsinAmerica:which,strangetorelate,haveprovedmoreimportanttothehumanracethananycommunicationsyetreceivedthroughanyofthechickensoftheCock-lanebrood.France,lessfavouredonthewholeastomattersspiritualthanhersisteroftheshieldandtrident,rolledwithexceedingsmoothnessdownhill,makingpapermoneyandspendingit.UndertheguidanceofherChristianpastors,sheentertainedherself,besides,withsuchhumaneachievementsassentencingayouthtohavehishandscutoff,histonguetornoutwithpincers,andhisbodyburnedalive,becausehehadnotkneeleddownintheraintodohonourtoadirtyprocessionofmonkswhichpassedwithinhisview,atadistanceofsomefiftyorsixtyyards.Itislikelyenoughthat,rootedinthewoodsofFranceandNorway,thereweregrowingtrees,whenthatsuffererwasputtodeath,alreadymarkedbytheWoodman,Fate,tocomedownandbesawnintoboards,tomakeacertainmovableframeworkwithasackandaknifeinit,terribleinhistory.ItislikelyenoughthatintheroughouthousesofsometillersoftheheavylandsadjacenttoParis,therewereshelteredfromtheweatherthatveryday,rudecarts,bespatteredwithrusticmire,snuffedaboutbypigs,androostedinbypoultry,whichtheFarmer,Death,hadalreadysetaparttobehistumbrilsoftheRevolution.ButthatWoodmanandthatFarmer,thoughtheyworkunceasingly,worksilently,andnooneheardthemastheywentaboutwithmuffledtread:therather,forasmuchastoentertainanysuspicionthattheywereawake,wasATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics10tobeatheisticalandtraitorous.InEngland,therewasscarcelyanamountoforderandprotectiontojustifymuchnationalboasting.Daringburglariesbyarmedmen,andhighwayrobberies,tookplaceinthecapitalitselfeverynight;familieswerepubliclycautionednottogooutoftownwithoutremovingtheirfurnituretoupholsterers’warehousesforsecurity;thehighwaymaninthedarkwasaCitytradesmaninthelight,and,beingrecognisedandchallengedbyhisfellow-tradesmanwhomhestoppedinhischaracterof“theCaptain,”gallantlyshothimthroughtheheadandrodeaway;themailwaswaylaidbysevenrobbers,andtheguardshotthreedead,andthengotshotdeadhimselfbytheotherfour,“inconsequenceofthefailureofhisammunition”:afterwhichthemailwasrobbedinpeace;thatmagnificentpotentate,theLordMayorofLondon,wasmadetostandanddeliveronTurnhamGreen,byonehighwayman,whodespoiledtheillustriouscreatureinsightofallhisretinue;prisonersinLondongaolsfoughtbattleswiththeirturnkeys,andthemajestyofthelawfiredblunderbussesinamongthem,loadedwithroundsofshotandball;thievessnippedoffdiamondcrossesfromthenecksofnoblelordsatCourtdrawing-rooms;musketeerswentintoSt.Giles’s,tosearchforcontrabandgoods,andthemobfiredonthemusketeers,andthemusketeersfiredonthemob,andnobodythoughtanyoftheseoccurrencesmuchoutofthecommonway.Inthemidstofthem,thehangman,everbusyandeverworsethanuseless,wasinconstantrequisition;now,stringinguplongrowsofmiscellaneouscriminals;now,hangingahousebreakeronSaturdaywhohadbeentakenonTuesday;now,burningpeopleinthehandatNewgatebythedozen,andnowburningpamphletsatthedoorofATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics11WestminsterHall;today,takingthelifeofanatrociousmurderer,andtomorrowofawretchedpilfererwhohadrobbedafarmer’sboyofsixpence.Allthesethings,andathousandlikethem,cametopassinandcloseuponthedearoldyearonethousandsevenhundredandseventy-five.Environedbythem,whiletheWoodmanandtheFarmerworkedunheeded,thosetwoofthelargejaws,andthoseothertwooftheplainandthefairfaces,trodwithstirenough,andcarriedtheirdivinerightswithahighhand.Thusdidtheyearonethousandsevenhundredandseventy-fiveconductthereGreatnesses,andmyriadsofsmallcreatures—thecreaturesofthischronicleamongtherest—alongtheroadsthatlaybeforethem.ATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics12ChapterIITHEMAILtwastheDoverroadthatlay,onaFridaynightlateinNovember,beforethefirstofthepersonswithwhomthishistoryhasbusiness.TheDoverroadlay,astohim,beyondtheDovermail,asitlumberedupShooter’sHill.Hewalkeduphillinthemirebythesideofthemail,astherestofthepassengersdid;notbecausetheyhadtheleastrelishforwalkingexercise,underthecircumstances,butbecausethehill,andtheharness,andthemud,andthemail,wereallsoheavy,thatthehorseshadthreetimesalreadycometoastop,besidesoncedrawingthecoachacrosstheroad,withthemutinousintentoftakingitbacktoBlackheath.Reinsandwhipandcoachmanandguard,however,incombination,hadreadthatarticleofwarwhichforbadeapurposeotherwisestronglyinfavouroftheargument,thatsomebruteanimalsareenduedwithReason;andtheteamhadcapitulatedandreturnedtotheirduty.Withdroopingheadsandtremuloustails,theymashedtheirwaythroughthethickmud,flounderingandstumblingbetweenwhiles,asiftheywerefallingtopiecesatthelargerjoints.Asoftenasthedriverrestedthemandbroughtthemtoastand,withawary“Wo-ho!so-hothen!”thenearleaderviolentlyshookhisheadandeverythinguponit—likeanunusuallyemphatichorse,denyingthatthecoachcouldbegotupthehill.Whenevertheleadermadethisrattle,thepassengerstarted,asanervouspassengermight,andwasdisturbedinmind.IATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics13Therewasasteamingmistinallthehollows,andithadroamedinitsforlornnessupthehill,likeanevilspirit,seekingrestandfindingnone.Aclammyandintenselycoldmist,itmadeitsslowwaythroughtheairinripplesthatvisiblyfollowedandoverspreadoneanother,asthewavesofanunwholesomeseamightdo.Itwasdenseenoughtoshutouteverythingfromthelightofthecoach-lampsbuttheseitsownworkingsandafewyardsofroad;andthereekofthelabouringhorsessteamedintoit,asiftheyhadmadeitall.Twootherpassengers,besidestheone,wereploddingupthehillbythesideofthemail.Allthreewerewrappedtothecheek-bonesandovertheears,andworejack-boots.Notoneofthethreecouldhavesaid,fromanythinghesaw,whateitheroftheothertwowaslike;andeachwashiddenunderalmostasmanywrappersfromtheeyesofthemind,asfromtheeyesofthebody,ofhistwocompanions.Inthosedays,travellerswereveryshyofbeingconfidentialonashortnotice,foranybodyontheroadmightbearobberorinleaguewithrobbers.Astothelatter,wheneveryposting-houseandale-housecouldproducesomebodyin“theCaptain’s”pay,rangingfromthelandlordtotheloweststablenondescript,itwasthelikeliestthinguponthecards.SotheguardoftheDovermailthoughttohimself,thatFridaynightinNovember,onethousandsevenhundredandseventy-five,lumberingupShooter’sHill,ashestoodonhisownparticularperchbehindthemail,beatinghisfeet,andkeepinganeyeandahandonthearm-chestbeforehim,wherealoadedblunderbusslayatthetopofsixoreightloadedhorse-pistols,depositedonasubstratumofcutlass.TheDovermailwasinitsusualgenialpositionthattheguardATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics14suspectedthepassengers,thepassengerssuspectedoneanotherandtheguard,theyallsuspectedeverybodyelse,andthecoachmanwassureofnothingbutthehorses;astowhichcattlehecouldwithaclearconsciencehavetakenhisoathonthetwoTestamentsthattheywerenotfitforthejourney.“Wo-ho!”saidthecoachman.“So,then!Onemorepullandyou’reatthetopandbedamnedtoyou,forIhavehadtroubleenoughtogetyoutoit!—Joe!”“Halloa!”theguardreplied.“Whato’clockdoyoumakeit,Joe?”“Tenminutes,good,pasteleven.”“Myblood!”ejaculatedthevexedcoachman,“andnotatopofShooter’syet!Tst!Yah!Getonwithyou!”Theemphatichorse,cutshortbythewhipinamostdecidednegative,madeadecidedscrambleforit,andthethreeotherhorsesfollowedsuit.Oncemore,theDovermailstruggledon,withthejack-bootsofitspassengerssquashingalongbyitsside.Theyhadstoppedwhenthecoachstopped,andtheykeptclosecompanywithit.Ifanyoneofthethreehadhadthehardihoodtoproposetoanothertowalkonalittleaheadintothemistanddarkness,hewouldhaveputhimselfinafairwayofgettingshotinstantlyasahighwayman.Thelastburstcarriedthemailtothesummitofthehill.Thehorsesstoppedtobreatheagain,andtheguardgotdowntoskidthewheelforthedescent,andopenthecoach-doortoletthepassengersin.“Tst!Joe!”criedthecoachmaninawarningvoice,lookingdownfromhisbox.“Whatdoyousay,Tom?”ATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics15Theybothlistened.“Isayahorseatacantercomingup,Joe.”“Isayahorseatagallop,Tom,”returnedtheguard,leavinghisholdofthedoor,andmountingnimblytohisplace.“Gentlemen!IntheKing’sname,allofyou!”Withthishurriedadjuration,hecockedhisblunderbuss,andstoodontheoffensive.Thepassengerbookedbythishistory,wasonthecoachstep,gettingin;theothertwopassengerswereclosebehindhim,andabouttofollow.Heremainedonthestep,halfinthecoachandhalfoutofit;theyremainedintheroadbelowhim.Theyalllookedfromthecoachmantotheguard,andfromtheguardtothecoachman,andlistened.Thecoachmanlookedbackandtheguardlookedback,andeventheemphaticleaderprickeduphisearsandlookedback,withoutcontradicting.Thestillnessconsequentonthecessationoftherumblingandlabouringofthecoach,addedtothestillnessofthenight,madeitveryquietindeed.Thepantingofthehorsescommunicatedatremulousmotiontothecoach,asifitwereinastateofagitation.Theheartsofthepassengersbeatloudenoughperhapstobeheard;butatanyrate,thequietpausewasaudiblyexpressiveofpeopleoutofbreath,andholdingthebreath,andhavingthepulsesquickenedbyexpectation.Thesoundofahorseatagallopcamefastandfuriouslyupthehill.“So-ho!”theguardsangout,asloudashecouldroar.“Yothere!Stand!Ishallfire!”Thepacewassuddenlychecked,and,withmuchsplashingandfloundering,aman’svoicecalledfromthemist,“IsthattheDoverATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickensElecBookClassics16mail?”“Neveryoumindwhatitis,”theguardretorted.“Whatareyou?”“IsthattheDovermail?”“Whydoyouwanttoknow?”“Iwantapassenger,ifitis.”“Whatpassenger?”“Mr.JarvisLorry.”Ourbookedpassengershowedinamomentthatitwashisname.Theguard,thecoachman,andthetwootherpassengerseyedhimdistrustfully.“Keepwhereyouare,”theguardcalledtothevoiceinthemist,“because,ifIshouldmakeamistake,itcouldneverbesetrightinyourlifetime.GentlemanofthenameofLorryanswerstraight.”“Whatisthematter?”askedthepassenger,then,withmildlyquaveringspeech.“Whowantsme?IsitJerry?”(“Idon’tlikeJerry’svoice,ifitisJerry,”growledtheguardtohimself.“He’shoarserthansuitsme,isJerry.”)“Yes,Mr.Lorry.”“Whatisthematter?”“Adespatchsentafteryoufromoveryonder.T.andCo.”“Iknowthismessenger,guard,”saidMr.Lorry,gettingdownintotheroad,assistedfrombehindmoreswiftlythanpolitelybytheothertwopassengers,whoimmediatelyscrambledintothecoach,shutthedoor,andpulledupthewindow.“Hemaycomeclose;there’snothingwrong.”“Ihopethereain’t,butcan’tmakeso’Nationsureofthat,”saidtheguard,ingruffsoliloquy.“Halloyou!”“Well!Andhalloyou!”saidJerry,morehoarselythanbefore.ATaleofTwoCitiesCharlesDickens

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