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Copperfield, if I might ask you—’

fire She was sitting on the ground, with her head and one arm

‘Mr Mell,’ said Mr Creakle, shaking him by the arm; and his

throat; and had a long, lank, skeleton hand, which particularly

Murdstone made the tea He looked at me steadily as I entered,

Chapter

to dinner, every Sunday, if it should suit his convenience Our

Gummidge’s was rather a fretful disposition, and she whimpered

Resurrection and the Life, saith the Lord!’ Then I hear sobs; and,

‘Come here!’ said the man with the wooden leg, repeating the

had only cried, as she was always crying, ‘Oh, dear papa! oh, poor

‘I am sorry to have heard bad news of Mr Barkis,’ said I

told me so But I thought—I implore you to remember the narrow

Miss Betsey, then walking to and fro in a state of agitation, and

while he eats his supper Emboldened by this happy change,

and turned, and held him up before me It made me sick at heart

my travelling companion She will be rejoiced, Copperfield, to

says, publicly, that if they want anything he’ll give it ’em He

what was going on there, but quite in vain I looked at her again by

you good night, sir’

day, been making my parting visit to Blunderstone, as we were

insupportable extent I have, therefore, prepared for my friend Mr

her, and how he had borne with her, and told her, when she

night It appeared to me that Miss Spenlow received too many

‘My love!’ said I, ‘what nonsense!’

knowledge of him, is calculated to shine; and the profits, I am told,

little in that way myself One Dowager, she calls it lip-salve