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There's nothing but sin everywhere except here. 'You are quite changed? said Mr. Creakle. 'Oh dear, yes, sir! cried this hopeful penitent. 'You wouldn't relapse, if you were going out? asked somebody else. 'Oh de-ar no, sir! 'Well! said Mr. Creakle, 'this is very gratifying. You have addressed Mr. Copperfield, Twenty Seven. Do you wish to say anything further to him?
Creakle's presence: which so abashed me, when I was ushered into it, that I hardly saw Mrs. Creakle, a stout gentleman with a bunch of watch-chain and seals, in an arm-chair, with a tumbler and bottle beside him. 'So! said Mr. Creakle. 'This is the young gentleman whose teeth are to be filed! Turn him round.
Mell I supposed the boys were out; but he seemed surprised at my not knowing that it was holiday-time. That all the boys were at their several homes. That Mr. Creakle, the proprietor, was down by the sea-side with Mrs. and Miss Creakle; and that I was sent in holiday-time as a punishment for my misdoing, all of which he explained to me as we went along.
'I have a letter from that old Rascal here, said I. For I never was less disposed to forgive him the way he used to batter Traddles, than when I saw Traddles so ready to forgive him himself. 'From Creakle the schoolmaster? exclaimed Traddles. 'No!
Creakle was in earnest, or whether he only did it to frighten me, I don't know, but he made a burst out of his chair, before which I precipitately retreated, without waiting for the escort Of the man with the wooden leg, and never once stopped until I reached my own bedroom, where, finding I was not pursued, I went to bed, as it was time, and lay quaking, for a couple of hours. Next morning Mr.
Creakle said, had been pining away for some time, and who, they believed, would die too. I thought of my father's grave in the churchyard, by our house, and of my mother lying there beneath the tree I knew so well. I stood upon a chair when I was left alone, and looked into the glass to see how red my eyes were, and how sorrowful my face.
Creakle, entering on a clear stage with his man, 'is there anything that anyone can do for you? If so, mention it. 'I would umbly ask, sir, returned Uriah, with a jerk of his malevolent head, 'for leave to write again to mother. 'It shall certainly be granted, said Mr. Creakle. 'Thank you, sir! I am anxious about mother. I am afraid she ain't safe. Somebody incautiously asked, what from?
But when I awoke at intervals, the ground outside the window was not the playground of Salem House, and the sound in my ears was not the sound of Mr. Creakle giving it to Traddles, but the sound of the coachman touching up the horses.
Thus the holidays lagged away, until the morning came when Miss Murdstone said: 'Here's the last day off! and gave me the closing cup of tea of the vacation. I was not sorry to go. I had lapsed into a stupid state; but I was recovering a little and looking forward to Steerforth, albeit Mr. Creakle loomed behind him. Again Mr.
Creakle; 'and when I say I will have a thing done, I will have it done. Will have a thing done, I will have it done, repeated the man with the wooden leg. 'I am a determined character, said Mr. Creakle. 'That's what I am. I do my duty. That's what I do. My flesh and blood' he looked at Mrs. Creakle as he said this 'when it rises against me, is not my flesh and blood. I discard it.
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