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At last Mr. Micawber's difficulties came to a crisis, and he was arrested early one morning, and carried over to the King's Bench Prison in the Borough. He told me, as he went out of the house, that the God of day had now gone down upon him and I really thought his heart was broken and mine too. But I heard, afterwards, that he was seen to play a lively game at skittles, before noon.

'My dear Mr. Copperfield, said Mrs. Micawber, 'of your friendly interest in all our affairs, I am well assured. My family may consider it banishment, if they please; but I am a wife and mother, and I never will desert Mr. Micawber. Traddles, appealed to by Mrs. Micawber's eye, feelingly acquiesced. 'That, said Mrs. Micawber, 'that, at least, is my view, my dear Mr. Copperfield and Mr.

We were disposed, notwithstanding Mr. Micawber's stipulation for my aunt's attendance, to arrange that she should stay at home, and be represented by Mr. Dick and me. In short, we had resolved to take this course, when Dora again unsettled us by declaring that she never would forgive herself, and never would forgive her bad boy, if my aunt remained behind, on any pretence.

"Sure have," he agreed languidly; "from now on, though, I guess we'll just have to take a leaf out of Micawber's book 'wait for something to turn up, eh, Reddy, my old son?" There was no answer. That young worthy, utterly exhausted, had drifted into the arms of Morpheus. A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it.

His voice was low, musical and effective, and the word, "dulcis," was applied to him as it was to his brother, Gallio. Possibly there was something in ol' Marcus Micawber's pedagogic schemes, after all!

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