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I sat all the while, amazed by Mr. Micawber's disclosure, and wondering what it meant; until Mrs. Micawber resumed the thread of the discourse, and claimed my attention. 'What I particularly request Mr. Micawber to be careful of, is, said Mrs. Micawber, 'that he does not, my dear Mr.
Micawber cannot get into those firms which decline to answer his letters, when he offers his services even in an inferior capacity what is the use of dwelling upon that idea? None. I may have a conviction that Mr. Micawber's manners 'Hem! Really, my dear, interposed Mr. Micawber. 'My love, be silent, said Mrs. Micawber, laying her brown glove on his hand. 'I may have a conviction, Mr.
He wished that he could see "Micawber's face shining through a thin cloud of delicate fumes of punch," so that at the end of the evening Mr. and Mrs. Micawber would feel that they could not "have enjoyed a feast more if they had sold a bed to pay for it."
Micawber, 'and of commencing a new career in a country where there is sufficient range for his abilities, which, in my opinion, is exceedingly important; Mr. Micawber's abilities peculiarly requiring space, it seems to me that my family should signalize the occasion by coming forward. What I could wish to see, would be a meeting between Mr.
They are always coming down on the church for contributions, and holding fairs in summer, and tableaux and what not, in winter, and generally waiting for something to turn up. If I had the naming of this church I would call it St. Micawber's church." Jennie laughed. "Well, John," said she, "I think you are ready enough with your money."
She had something of Micawber's nature, and was so inured to adversity that she would have been ill at ease in a position less imposing, even though less exposed. She might shiver, but she would dominate the town.
'This idea of Mrs. Micawber's, my dear Copperfield, said Mr. Micawber, making his shirt-collar meet in front of his chin, and glancing at me sideways, 'is, in fact, the Leap to which I alluded, when I last had the pleasure of seeing you. 'Advertising is rather expensive, I remarked, dubiously. 'Exactly so! said Mrs. Micawber, preserving the same logical air. 'Quite true, my dear Mr.
Alas! nothing was over until Mr. Micawber's pecuniary liabilities were over, and the perfect comedy turned into dulness, the joyous impossibility of a figure of immortal fun into cold improbability. There are several such late or last chapters that one would gladly cut away: that of Mercy Pecksniff's pathos, for example; that of Mr.
Micawber's hands which they don't what is the use of that? Again I contend that we are no farther advanced than we were before. I shook my head, and said, 'Not a bit. Traddles also shook his head, and said, 'Not a bit. 'What do I deduce from this? Mrs. Micawber went on to say, still with the same air of putting a case lucidly. 'What is the conclusion, my dear Mr.
There was a gridiron in the pantry, on which my morning rasher of bacon was cooked. We had it in, in a twinkling, and immediately applied ourselves to carrying Mr. Micawber's idea into effect. The division of labour to which he had referred was this: Traddles cut the mutton into slices; Mr. Micawber's direction; and Mrs.
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