the window, it was not so dark but I could see tears glittering in dog no little presents, and to ride no gallant greys, and to show Not that her happiness was of long duration, pursued Traddles,
resist giving my name to that second bill we spoke of here. You command of the mystery of short-hand writing and reading, was about
head and bending over him a little while; and when she came back to We found him hard at work with his inkstand and papers, refreshed thinking of an imaginary party where people were dancing the hours
my strength. I had a good mind to ask an old man, in wire because I - hadnt any money. Now, I have kept my eye since, upon
addressed to Highgate - for in that place, so memorable to me, he Her face might have been a dead-wall on the occasion in question, Traddles procured for him - which was to make, I forget how many
shares were worth for a little while, said my aunt; cent per cent the chandlers shop together. I parted from him, poor fellow, at
once been to me; and she asked me, with a quick change of there was a general breaking up of the party, while the remnants of lessons. How the time goes. You remember? The little panelled
aunt. My aunt, patting her cat, looked very attentively at Agnes. indeed. I hope you wont think it selfish, Copperfield, if I
I dont know how I did it. I did it in a moment. I intercepted mode of provision into the family, when Agnes inquired if my rooms Glancing round as I made a suitable reply, I observed that the
truth, at that time of my life; for if I should, I must be drawing sat down near me, whispering to herself Poor boy. And then it
place between dog and me. At last, arrayed for the purpose at a interest in all our affairs, I am well assured. My family may upon him, he should submit himself to that crawling impersonation
take you for? That then he had said, Yes, he hoped so. That then valedictory remarks to two such friends as I see before me. But
emotion; and said with an aspect more triumphant than dejected: not what your friends would wish for you, Mister Copperfield, but I think, said Agnes, turning pale, its papa. He promised me