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Pickwick and Mr. Micawber and Mrs. Nickleby and Mr. Mantalini and Steerforth and David Copperfield and Barkis; and terrible figures: Fagan and Bill Sykes and Uriah Heap and Squeers and Mr.

"Father would say I was 'fey, and should pay for all this fun with a bad headache or some misfortune. Come, give me the French 'David Copperfield, and let me read you how 'Barkis Veut Bien, and 'Mrs. Gummidge a Pense de l'Ancien." The reading was more exquisitely ludicrous to Erica herself than to her hearers.

Barkis. 'Oh, it's not her Christian name. Her Christian name is Clara. 'Is it though? said Mr. Barkis. He seemed to find an immense fund of reflection in this circumstance, and sat pondering and inwardly whistling for some time. 'Well! he resumed at length. 'Says you, "Peggotty! Barkis is waitin' for a answer." Says she, perhaps, "Answer to what?" Says you, "To what I told you."

No, the ungrateful wretch! Any member of the S.F.M.E.? I regret to say not. He went and married a girl from Los Angeles, whom he met on one of the summer vacations the S.F.M.E. had put within his reach a girl from whom no portion of his measure of prosperity had come. Such was the ingratitude of Barkis. They have never told me so, but I think the S.F.M.E. feel it keenly.

Then the society itself discovered many a case among the worthy poor needing immediate medical treatment from Barkis, M.D., and, although Jack wished to make no charge, insisted that he should, and threatened to employ some one else if he didn't.

Barkis, turning his glance slowly on me again, 'it's as much as to say, that man's a-waitin' for a answer. 'Well, Mr. Barkis? 'Well, said Mr. Barkis, carrying his eyes back to his horse's ears; 'that man's been a-waitin' for a answer ever since. 'Have you told her so, Mr. Barkis? 'No no, growled Mr. Barkis, reflecting about it. 'I ain't got no call to go and tell her so.

I felt the truth and constancy of my dear old nurse, with all my heart, and thanked her as well as I could. That was not very well, for she spoke to me thus, with her arms round my neck, in the morning, and I was going home in the morning, and I went home in the morning, with herself and Mr. Barkis in the cart.

Gummidge, whose courtship would appear to have been of an exactly parallel nature, she was so continually reminded by these transactions of the old one. At length, when the term of my visit was nearly expired, it was given out that Peggotty and Mr. Barkis were going to make a day's holiday together, and that little Em'ly and I were to accompany them.

And practice did not come! And income was not. It was plainly visible to the community that Barkis was hard up, as the saying is, and daily growing more so. To make matters worse, it was now impossible to help him as the boy had been helped.

We spoke in whispers; listening, between whiles, for any sound in the room above. I had not thought of it on the occasion of my last visit, but how strange it was to me, now, to miss Mr. Barkis out of the kitchen! 'This is very kind of you, Mas'r Davy, said Mr. Peggotty. 'It's oncommon kind, said Ham. 'Em'ly, my dear, cried Mr. Peggotty. 'See here! Here's Mas'r Davy come!