akorn - Mighty Old Tales Retold
Charles Dickens
Episodes
Monday Sep 28, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter XVI
Monday Sep 28, 2020
Monday Sep 28, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter XVI
Two Promises
MORE months, to the number of twelve, had come and gone, and Mr. Charles Darnay was established in England as a higher teacher of the French language who was conversant with French literature. In this age, he would have been a Professor; in that age, he was a Tutor.
Sunday Sep 27, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter XV
Sunday Sep 27, 2020
Sunday Sep 27, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter XV
The Gorgon's Head
IT was a heavy mass of building, that chateau of Monsieur the Marquis, with a large stone courtyard before it, and two stone sweeps of staircase meeting in a stone terrace before the principal door. A stony business altogether, with heavy stone balustrades, and stone urns, and stone flowers, and stone faces of men, and stone heads of lions, in all directions. As if the Gorgon’s head had surveyed it, when it was finished, two centuries ago.
Saturday Sep 26, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter XIV
Saturday Sep 26, 2020
Saturday Sep 26, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter XIV
Monseigneur in the Country
A BEAUTIFUL landscape, with the corn bright in it, but not abundant. Patches of poor rye where corn should have been, patches of poor peas and beans, patches of most coarse vegetable substitutes for wheat. On inanimate nature, as on the men and women who cultivated it, a prevalent tendency towards an appearance of vegetating unwillingly—a dejected disposition to give up, and wither away.
Friday Sep 25, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter XIII
Friday Sep 25, 2020
Friday Sep 25, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter XIII
Monseigneur in Town
MONSEIGNEUR, one of the great lords in power at the Court, held his fortnightly reception in his grand hotel in Paris. Monseigneur was in his inner room, his sanctuary of sanctuaries, the Holiest of Holiests to the crowd of worshippers in the suite of rooms without. Monseigneur was about to take his chocolate.
Thursday Sep 24, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter XII
Thursday Sep 24, 2020
Thursday Sep 24, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter XII
Hundreds of People
THE quiet lodgings of Doctor Manette were in a quiet street-corner not far from Soho-square. On the afternoon of a certain fine Sunday when the waves of four months had roiled over the trial for treason, and carried it, as to the public interest and memory, far out to sea, Mr. Jarvis Lorry walked along the sunny streets from Clerkenwell where he lived, on his way to dine with the Doctor.
Wednesday Sep 23, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter XI
Wednesday Sep 23, 2020
Wednesday Sep 23, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter XI
The Jackal
THOSE were drinking days, and most men drank hard. So very great is the improvement Time has brought about in such habits, that a moderate statement of the quantity of wine and punch which one man would swallow in the course of a night, without any detriment to his reputation as a perfect gentleman, would seem, in these days, a ridiculous exaggeration.
Tuesday Sep 22, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter X
Tuesday Sep 22, 2020
Tuesday Sep 22, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter X
Congratulatory
FROM the dimly-lighted passages of the court, the last sediment of the human stew that had been boiling there all day, was straining off, when Doctor Manette, Lucie Manette, his daughter, Mr. Lorry, the solicitor for the defence, and its counsel, Mr. Stryver, stood gathered round Mr. Charles Darnay—just released—congratulating him on his escape from death.
Monday Sep 21, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter IX
Monday Sep 21, 2020
Monday Sep 21, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter IX
A Disappointment
MR. ATTORNEY-GENERAL had to inform the jury, that the prisoner before them, though young in years, was old in the treasonable practices which claimed the forfeit of his life. That this correspondence with the public enemy was not a correspondence of to-day, or of yesterday, or even of last year, or of the year before. That, it was certain the prisoner had, for longer than that, been in the habit of passing and repassing between France and England, on secret business of which he could give no honest account.
Sunday Sep 20, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter VIII
Sunday Sep 20, 2020
Sunday Sep 20, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter VIII
A Sight
“YOU know the Old Bailey, well, no doubt?” said one of the oldest of clerks to Jerry the messenger.“Ye-es, sir,” returned Jerry, in something of a dogged manner. “I do know the Bailey.”“Just so. And you know Mr. Lorry.”
Saturday Sep 19, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities - Chapter VII
Saturday Sep 19, 2020
Saturday Sep 19, 2020
A Tale of Two Cities
Chapter VII
Five Years Later
TELLSON’S Bank by Temple Bar was an old-fashioned place, even in the year one thousand seven hundred and eighty. It was very small, very dark, very ugly, very incommodious. It was an old-fashioned place, moreover, in the moral attribute that the partners in the House were proud of its smallness, proud of its darkness, proud of its ugliness, proud of its incommodiousness.