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He charms with pleasing fancies, while he penetrates to the soul. Hawthorne rarely repeats himself in details, and never in designs. Two of Dickens's most interesting novels, "Oliver Twist" and "David Copperfield," are constructed on the same theme, but each of the studies in this collection has a distinct individuality which appeals to the reader after a fashion of its own.
But when she sat down on the seat, she was a handsome lady still; and well I knew the bright eye with its lofty look, that had been a light in my very dreams at school. 'Is Mr. Copperfield informed of everything, Rosa? 'Yes. 'And has he heard Littimer himself? 'Yes; I have told him why you wished it. 'You are a good girl.
'I'm glad to find Miss Agnes knows of it. Oh, thank you, Master Mister Copperfield! But I only drank my coffee. 'What a prophet you have shown yourself, Mister Copperfield! pursued Uriah. 'Dear me, what a prophet you have proved yourself to be! Don't you remember saying to me once, that perhaps I should be a partner in Mr. Wickfield's business, and perhaps it might be Wickfield and Heep?
Perhaps it was not only her fatigue, but the fact that "David Copperfield" had arrived the day before and was awaiting her temptingly in the sitting-room, that caused her, in a cross though not malicious moment, to give the circling handle such a whirl that the reaper blade was jerked violently forward; and, as it bounded and sang against the stone, it cut a gash in the eldest brother's hand.
And I accepted him. And so we were married, said my mother simply. 'Ha! Poor Baby! mused Miss Betsey, with her frown still bent upon the fire. 'Do you know anything? 'I beg your pardon, ma'am, faltered my mother. 'About keeping house, for instance, said Miss Betsey. 'Not much, I fear, returned my mother. 'Not so much as I could wish. But Mr. Copperfield was teaching me
My dear Steerforth, I am so overjoyed to see you! 'And I am rejoiced to see you, too! he said, shaking my hands heartily. 'Why, Copperfield, old boy, don't be overpowered! And yet he was glad, too, I thought, to see how the delight I had in meeting him affected me.
'You are working late tonight, Uriah, says I. 'Yes, Master Copperfield, says Uriah. As I was getting on the stool opposite, to talk to him more conveniently, I observed that he had not such a thing as a smile about him, and that he could only widen his mouth and make two hard creases down his cheeks, one on each side, to stand for one.
Copperfield, go on. 'Young Copperfield, said Steerforth, coming forward up the room, 'stop a bit. I tell you what, Mr. Mell, once for all. When you take the liberty of calling me mean or base, or anything of that sort, you are an impudent beggar. You are always a beggar, you know; but when you do that, you are an impudent beggar. I am not clear whether he was going to strike Mr. Mell, or Mr.
"Something after the style of Steerforth and David Copperfield," was Paul's reply as he pushed back his plate; "you were my hero, and I was your slave. But the other boys " He looked again. "They hated me, because they did not understand me, as you did." "If that is so, Grexon, why did you let me slip out of your life? It is ten years since we parted. I was fifteen and you twenty."
Those who could see between the lines in "David Copperfield" were aware that they had before them a delightful autobiography; and all who knew how to read Thackeray could trace him in his novels through every stage in his course, on from the day when as a little boy, consigned to the care of English relatives and schoolmasters, he left his mother on the steps of the landing-place at Calcutta.
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