23-10-16 The last goodbyes At that same hour in the early afternoon a coach going out of Paris drives up to the gates of the city. Who goes there? Show us your papers！The guard looks at the papers. Alexandre Manette, Doctor. Which is he? This is Dr Manette...

23-10-16 THE FOOTSTEPS DIE OUT FOR EVER A long the Paris streets, the death-carts rumble, hollow and harsh. Six tumbrils carry the days wine to La Guillotine. All the devouring and insatiate Monsters imagined since imagination could record itself, are fused...

23-10-16 THE KNITTING DONE In that same juncture of time when the Fifty-Two awaited their fate, Madame Defarge held darkly ominous council with The Vengeance and Jacques Three of the Revolutionary Jury. Not in the wine-shop did Madame Defarge confer with the...

23-10-16 FIFTY-TWO In the black prison of the Conciergerie, the doomed of the day awaited their fate. They were in number as the weeks of the year. Fifty-two were to roll that afternoon on the life-tide of the city to the boundless everlasting sea. Before th...

23-10-16 DARKNESS Sydney Carton paused in the street, not quite decided where to go. At Tellsons banking-house at nine, he said, with a musing face. Shall I do well, in the meantime, to show myself? I think so. It is best that these people should know there...

23-10-16 DUSK The wretched wife of the innocent man thus doomed to die. Fell under the sentence, as if she had been mortally stricken. But, she uttered no sound; and so strong was the voice within her, representing that it was she of all the world who must u...