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Updated: May 1, 2025
I am lost in the recollection of this delicious interview, and the waltz, when she comes to me again, with a plain elderly gentleman who has been playing whist all night, upon her arm, and says: 'Oh! here is my bold friend! Mr. Chestle wants to know you, Mr. Copperfield. I feel at once that he is a friend of the family, and am much gratified. 'I admire your taste, sir, says Mr. Chestle.
I wear a gold watch and chain, a ring upon my little finger, and a long-tailed coat. I am seventeen, and am smitten with a violent passion for the eldest Miss Larkins, who is about thirty. She amuses herself with me as with a new toy, wears my ring for a season, and then announces her engagement to a Mr. Chestle.
'It does you credit. I suppose you don't take much interest in hops; but I am a pretty large grower myself; and if you ever like to come over to our neighbourhood neighbourhood of Ashford and take a run about our place, we shall be glad for you to stop as long as you like. I thank Mr. Chestle warmly, and shake hands. I think I am in a happy dream. I waltz with the eldest Miss Larkins once again.
'Trotwood, says Agnes, one day after dinner. 'Who do you think is going to be married tomorrow? Someone you admire. 'Not you, I suppose, Agnes? 'Not me! raising her cheerful face from the music she is copying. 'Do you hear him, Papa? The eldest Miss Larkins. 'To to Captain Bailey? I have just enough power to ask. 'No; to no Captain. To Mr. Chestle, a hop-grower.
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