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1、双城记英文版doc1 The road to Paris1775 It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the season of light, it was the season of darkness. It was the spring of hope, it was the winter of sadness. It was the year one thousand seven hundred and seventyfive. In France there was a King and a Queen

2、, and in England there was a King and a Queen. They believed that nothing would ever change. But in France things were bad, and getting worse. The people were poor, hungry and unhappy. The King made paper money and spent it, and the people had nothing to eat. Behind closed doors in the homes of the

3、people, voices spoke in whispers against the King and his noblemen；they were only whispers, but they were the angry whispers of desperate people.Late one November night, in that same year 1775, a coach going from London to Dover, stopped at the top of a long hill. The horses were tired, but as they

4、rested, the driver heard an other horse coming fast up the hill behind them. The rider stopped his horse beside the coach and shouted： I want a passenger, Mr Jarvis Lorry, from Tellsons Bank in London. I am Mr Jarvis Lorry, said one of the passengers, putting his head out of the window.What do you w

5、ant?Its me！Jerry, Jerry Cruncher, from Tellsons Bank, sir, cried the man on the horse. Whats the matter, Jerry? called Mr Lorry. A message for you, Mr Lorry. Youve got to wait at Dover for a young lady.Very well, Jerry, said Mr Lorry.Tell them my answer is CAME BACK TO LIFE. It was a strange message

6、, and a stranger answer. No one in the coach understood what they meant. The next day Mr Lorry was sitting in his hotel in Dover when a young lady arrived. She was pretty, with golden hair and blue eyes, and Mr Lorry remembered a small child, almost a baby. He had carried her in his arms when he cam

7、e from Calais to Dover, from France to England, many years ago. Mr Lorry asked the young lady to sit down. Miss Manette, he said.I have a strange story to tell you, about one of the customers of Tellsons Bank. Thats where I work. Yes, but I dont quite understand, Mr Lorry, said the young lady.I rece

8、ived a message from Tellsons Bank, asking me to come here to meet you. I understood there was some news about my poor fathers money. He died so long agobefore I was born. What is this story you want to tell me? About twenty years ago, Miss Manette, a French doctor married an English lady. They had a

9、 daughter, but just before she was born, her father disappeared. Nobody knew what had happened to him. Not long afterwards his unhappy wife died, and their daughter was brought back to England. But this is like my fathers story, Mr Lorry. And wasnt it you who brought me back to England? Yes, thats t

10、rue, Miss Manette. Many years ago I brought you from France to England, and Tellsons Bank has taken care of you since then. You were told that your father had died. But think, Miss Manette. Perhaps your father wasnt dead. Perhaps he was in prison. Not because he had done something wrong！ But just be

11、cause he had a powerful enemyan enemy with the power to send him to prison and to keep him there, hidden and forgotten, for eighteen years！ Can it be true? Is it possible that my father is still alive? Lucie Manette stared at Mr Lorry. Her face was white and her hands trembled.It will be his ghostno

12、t him！ No, Miss Manette, said Mr Lorry gently.He is alive, but he has changed very much. Even his name had been forgotten！And we must ask no questions about the past, no questions at all. It would be too dangerous. He has been taken to the house of an old servant in Paris, and we are going there to

13、bring him back to life. 2 A wineshop in Paris In the part of Paris called Saint Antoine everyone was poor. The streets were narrow and dirty, the foodshops were almost empty. The faces of the children looked old already, because they were so hungry. In the wineshop of Monsieur Defarge there were not

14、 many customers and Defarge was outside, talking to a man in the street. His wife, Madame Defarge, sat inside the shop, knitting and watching. Defarge came in and his wife looked at him, then turned her eyes to look at two new customers, a man of about sixty and a young lady. Defarge went over to sp

15、eak to them, suddenly kissed the young ladys hand, and led them out of the back of the shop. They followed him upstairs, many stairs, until they reached the top. Defarge took a key out of his pocket. Why is the door locked? asked Mr Lorry in surprise.He is a free man now. Because he has lived too lo

16、ng behind a locked door, replied Defarge angrily.He is afraid if the door is not locked！That is one of the things they have done to him. Im afraid, too, whispered Miss Manette. Her blue eyes looked worriedly at Mr Lorry.I am afraid of himof my father.Defarge made a lot of noise as he opened the door

17、. Mr Lorry and Lucie went into the room behind him. A thin, whitehaired man was sitting on a wooden seat. He was very busy, making shoes. Good day, said Defarge.You are still working hard, I see. After a while they heard a whisper.Yes, I am still working. Come, said Defarge.You have a visitor. Tell

18、him your name. My name? came the whisper.One Hundred and Five, North Tower.Mr Lorry moved closer to the old man.Dr Manette, dont you remember me, Jarvis Lorry? he asked gently. The old prisoner looked up at Mr Lorry, but there was no surprise, no understanding in his tired face, and he went back to

19、work making shoes. Slowly Lucie came near to the old man. After a while he noticed her. Who are you? he asked. Lucie put her arms around the old man and held him, tears of happiness and sadness running down her face. From a little bag the old man took some golden hair. He looked at it, and then he l

20、ooked at Lucies hair.It is the same. How can it be? He stared into Lucies face.No, no, you are too young, too young.Through her tears Lucie tried to explain that she was the daughter he had never seen. The old man still did not understand, but he seemed to like the sound of Lucies voice and the touc

21、h of her warm young hand on his. Then Lucie said to Mr Lorry, I think we should leave Paris at once. Can you arrange it?Yes, of course, said Mr Lorry.But do you think he is able to travel? He will be better far away from this city where he has lost so much of his life, said Lucie. You are right, sai

22、d Defarge.And there are many other reasons why Dr Manette should leave France now. While Mr Lorry and Defarge went to arrange for a coach to take them out of Paris, Lucie sat with her father. Exhausted by the meeting, he fell asleep on the floor, and his daughter watched him quietly and patiently un

23、til it was time to go. When Mr Lorry returned, he and Defarge brought food and clothes for Dr Manette. The Doctor did everything they told him to do；he had been used to obeying orders for so many years. As he came down the stairs, Mr Lorry heard him say again and again, One Hundred and Five, North T

24、ower. When they went to the coach, only one person saw them go：Madame Defarge. She stood in the doorway, and knitted and watched, seeing everything and seeing nothing. 3 A trial in London1780 Tellsons Bank in the City of London was an old, dark, and ugly building. It smelt of dust and old papers, an

25、d the people who worked there all seemed old and dusty, too. Outside the building sat Jerry Cruncher, who carried messages for people in the bank. One morning in March 1780, Jerry had to go to the Old Bailey to collect an important message from Mr Lorry. Trials at the Old Bailey were usually for ver

26、y dangerous criminals, and the prisoner that morning was a young man of about twentyfive, well dressed and quite calm. Whats he done? Jerry asked the doorman quietly. Hes a spy！A French spy！the doorman told him. He travels from England to France and tells the French King secret information about our

27、 English army. Whatll happen if hes guilty? asked Jerry. oh, hell have to die, no question of that, replied the doorman enthusiastically.Theyll hang him. Whats his name?Darnay, Charles Darnay. Not an English name, is it? While Jerry waited, he looked around at the crowd inside the Old Bailey and not

28、iced a young lady of about twenty years, and her father, a gentleman with very white hair. The young lady seemed very sad when she looked at the prisoner, and held herself close to her father. Then the trial began, and the first person who spoke against Charles Darnay was called John Barsad. He was

29、an honest man, he said, and proud to be an Englishman. Yes, he was, or had been, a friend of the prisoners. And in the prisoners pockets he had seen important plans and lists about the English armies. No, of course he had not put the lists there himself. And no, he was not a spy himself, he was not

30、someone paid to make traps for innocent people. Next the young lady spoke. She said that she had met the prisoner on the boat which had carried her and her father from France to England.He was very good and kind to my father and to me, she said.Was he travelling alone on the ship? No, he was with tw

31、o French gentlemen.Now, Miss Manette, did you see him show them any papers, or anything that looked like a list? No, I didnt see anything like that.Questions, questions, questions！The trial went on, and finally, a small, redhaired man spoke. He told the judge that he had seen Mr Darnay at a hotel in

32、 a town where there were many soldiers and ships. Then one of the lawyers, a man called Sydney Carton, wrote some words on a piece of paper, and gave it to Mr Stryver, the lawyer who was speaking for Mr Darnay. Are you quite sure that the prisoner is the man you saw? Mr Stryver asked the redhaired man.Quite sure, said the man. Have you ever seen anyone like the prisoner? aske