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Among them I remember a double set of pigs' trotters, a huge pin-cushion, half a bushel or so of apples, a pair of jet earrings, some Spanish onions, a box of dominoes, a canary bird and cage, and a leg of pickled pork. Mr. Barkis's wooing, as I remember it, was altogether of a peculiar kind.
We got into the chaise again soon after dark, and drove cosily back, looking up at the stars, and talking about them. I was their chief exponent, and opened Mr. Barkis's mind to an amazing extent.
'Why that, you know, he returned, rubbing his double chin again, 'can't naturally be expected. The prospect of the change and separation, and all that, is, as one may say, close to her and far away from her, both at once. Barkis's death needn't put it off much, but his lingering might. Anyway, it's an uncertain state of matters, you see. 'I see, said I. 'Consequently, pursued Mr.
In his younger professional days, also, I have been Barkis's friend, and have called him up, to minister to a pain I never had, at four o'clock in the morning, simply because I had reason to believe that he needed four or five dollars to carry him through the ensuing hours of the day.
But I am afraid I had a supreme satisfaction, of a personal and professional nature, in taking charge of Mr. Barkis's will, and expounding its contents. I may claim the merit of having originated the suggestion that the will should be looked for in the box.
Barkis's decease; and indeed he came in like a bridegroom. But neither Peggotty nor I had eyes for him, when we saw, in company with him, Mr. Murdstone. He was very little changed. His hair looked as thick, and was certainly as black, as ever; and his glance was as little to be trusted as of old. 'Ah, Copperfield? said Mr. Spenlow. 'You know this gentleman, I believe?
Quotation books have told us that in love, as well as in war, all is fair, and if this be true Barkis's ingratitude, the narration of which cannot now give pain to any one, becomes, after all, nothing more than a venial offence.
And they all put their heads together, and the following was the result: The next day Jack Barkis's telephone rang more often in an hour than it had ever done before in a month, and every ring meant a call. The first call was from Miss Daisy Peters, and he responded.
And Joram's at work, at this minute, on a grey one with silver nails, not this measurement' the measurement of the dancing child upon the counter 'by a good two inches. -Will you take something? I thanked him, but declined. 'Let me see, said Mr. Omer. 'Barkis's the carrier's wife Peggotty's the boatman's sister she had something to do with your family? She was in service there, sure?
'I know him well. 'Of course you do, said Mr. Omer. 'Well, sir! That little house is now furnished right through, as neat and complete as a doll's parlour; and but for Barkis's illness having taken this bad turn, poor fellow, they would have been man and wife I dare say, by this time. As it is, there's a postponement. 'And Emily, Mr. Omer? I inquired. 'Has she become more settled?
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