All 50 Uses of
Monsieur
in
A Tale of Two Cities
- Like Monsieur Manette, your father, the gentleman was of Beauvais.†
Chpt 1.4Monsieur = Mr. or Sir (in French)
- Like Monsieur Manette, your father, the gentleman was of repute in Paris.†
Chpt 1.4
- As I was saying—" Her look so discomposed him that he stopped, wandered, and began anew: "As I was saying; if Monsieur Manette had not died; if he had suddenly and silently disappeared; if he had been spirited away; if it had not been difficult to guess to what dreadful place, though no art could trace him; if he had an enemy in some compatriot who could exercise a privilege that I in my own time have known the boldest people afraid to speak of in a whisper†
Chpt 1.4
- "What the devil do you do in that galley there?" said Monsieur Defarge to himself; "I don't know you."†
Chpt 1.5
- "How goes it, Jacques?" said one of these three to Monsieur Defarge.†
Chpt 1.5
- "Every drop, Jacques," answered Monsieur Defarge.†
Chpt 1.5
- "It is not often," said the second of the three, addressing Monsieur Defarge, "that many of these miserable beasts know the taste of wine, or of anything but black bread and death.†
Chpt 1.5
- "It is so, Jacques," Monsieur Defarge returned.†
Chpt 1.5
- "You are right, Jacques," was the response of Monsieur Defarge.†
Chpt 1.5
- The eyes of Monsieur Defarge were studying his wife at her knitting when the elderly gentleman advanced from his corner, and begged the favour of a word.†
Chpt 1.5
- "Willingly, sir," said Monsieur Defarge, and quietly stepped with him to the door.†
Chpt 1.5
- Almost at the first word, Monsieur Defarge started and became deeply attentive.†
Chpt 1.5
- Mr. Jarvis Lorry and Miss Manette, emerging from the wine-shop thus, joined Monsieur Defarge in the doorway to which he had directed his own company just before.†
Chpt 1.5
- In the gloomy tilepaved entry to the gloomy tile-paved staircase, Monsieur Defarge bent down on one knee to the child of his old master, and put her hand to his lips.†
Chpt 1.5
- Thus, Monsieur Defarge, in a stern voice, to Mr. Lorry, as they began ascending the stairs.†
Chpt 1.5
- Yes," was the grim reply of Monsieur Defarge.†
Chpt 1.5
- Monsieur Defarge whispered it closer in his ear, and frowned heavily.†
Chpt 1.5
- "I forgot them in the surprise of your visit," explained Monsieur Defarge.†
Chpt 1.5
- There appearing to be no other door on that floor, and the keeper of the wine-shop going straight to this one when they were left alone, Mr. Lorry asked him in a whisper, with a little anger: "Do you make a show of Monsieur Manette?"†
Chpt 1.5
- "Good day!" said Monsieur Defarge, looking down at the white head that bent low over the shoemaking.†
Chpt 1.6
- "You have a visitor, you see," said Monsieur Defarge.†
Chpt 1.6
- Here is monsieur, who knows a well-made shoe when he sees one.†
Chpt 1.6
- Take it, monsieur.†
Chpt 1.6
- Tell monsieur what kind of shoe it is, and the maker's name.†
Chpt 1.6
- I said, couldn't you describe the kind of shoe, for monsieur's information?†
Chpt 1.6
- As he held out his hand for the shoe that had been taken from him, Mr. Lorry said, still looking steadfastly in his face: "Monsieur Manette, do you remember nothing of me?"†
Chpt 1.6
- "Monsieur Manette"; Mr. Lorry laid his hand upon Defarge's arm; "do you remember nothing of this man?†
Chpt 1.6
- Is there no old banker, no old business, no old servant, no old time, rising in your mind, Monsieur Manette?†
Chpt 1.6
- "Have you recognised him, monsieur?" asked Defarge in a whisper.†
Chpt 1.6
- More than that; Monsieur Manette is, for all reasons, best out of France.†
Chpt 1.6
- Mr. Lorry and Monsieur Defarge had made all ready for the journey, and had brought with them, besides travelling cloaks and wrappers, bread and meat, wine, and hot coffee.†
Chpt 1.6
- Monsieur Defarge put this provender, and the lamp he carried, on the shoemaker's bench (there was nothing else in the garret but a pallet bed), and he and Mr. Lorry roused the captive, and assisted him to his feet.†
Chpt 1.6
- They began to descend; Monsieur Defarge going first with the lamp, Mr. Lorry closing the little procession.†
Chpt 1.6
- "See here then, Monsieur the Officer," said Defarge, getting down, and taking him gravely apart, "these are the papers of monsieur inside, with the white head.†
Chpt 1.6
- "See here then, Monsieur the Officer," said Defarge, getting down, and taking him gravely apart, "these are the papers of monsieur inside, with the white head.†
Chpt 1.6
- They were consigned to me, with him, at the—" He dropped his voice, there was a flutter among the military lanterns, and one of them being handed into the coach by an arm in uniform, the eyes connected with the arm looked, not an every day or an every night look, at monsieur with the white head.†
Chpt 1.6
- At the gallows and the wheel—the axe was a rarity—Monsieur Paris, as it was the episcopal mode among his brother Professors of the provinces, Monsieur Orleans, and the rest, to call him, presided in this dainty dress.†
Chpt 2.7
- At the gallows and the wheel—the axe was a rarity—Monsieur Paris, as it was the episcopal mode among his brother Professors of the provinces, Monsieur Orleans, and the rest, to call him, presided in this dainty dress.†
Chpt 2.7
- "What has gone wrong?" said Monsieur, calmly looking out.†
Chpt 2.7
- "Pardon, Monsieur the Marquis!" said a ragged and submissive man, "it is a child."†
Chpt 2.7
- Excuse me, Monsieur the Marquis—it is a pity—yes.†
Chpt 2.7
- As the tall man suddenly got up from the ground, and came running at the carriage, Monsieur the Marquis clapped his hand for an instant on his sword-hilt.†
Chpt 2.7
- The people closed round, and looked at Monsieur the Marquis.†
Chpt 2.7
- Monsieur the Marquis ran his eyes over them all, as if they had been mere rats come out of their holes.†
Chpt 2.7
- Monsieur the Marquis, vendor of wine.†
Chpt 2.7
- Without deigning to look at the assemblage a second time, Monsieur the Marquis leaned back in his seat, and was just being driven away with the air of a gentleman who had accidentally broke some common thing, and had paid for it, and could afford to pay for it; when his ease was suddenly disturbed by a coin flying into his carriage, and ringing on its floor.†
Chpt 2.7
- "Hold!" said Monsieur the Marquis.†
Chpt 2.7
- Monsieur the Marquis in his travelling carriage (which might have been lighter), conducted by four post-horses and two postilions, fagged up a steep hill.†
Chpt 2.8
- A blush on the countenance of Monsieur the Marquis was no impeachment of his high breeding; it was not from within; it was occasioned by an external circumstance beyond his control—the setting sun.†
Chpt 2.8
- "It will die out," said Monsieur the Marquis, glancing at his hands, "directly."†
Chpt 2.8
Definition:
French equivalent to the English Mr.
or:
French equivalent to saying sir in English (a polite way to address a male)
or:
French equivalent to saying sir in English (a polite way to address a male)