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Micawber, 'I should unquestionably have supposed that A. had been so.
I saw that a crisis was at hand, and it came. He clattered all his means and implements together, rose from his chair, pulled out his pocket-handkerchief, and burst into tears. 'My dear Copperfield, said Mr. Micawber, behind his handkerchief, 'this is an occupation, of all others, requiring an untroubled mind, and self-respect. I cannot perform it. It is out of the question. 'Mr.
Micawber's letter, and we were standing side by side comparing the two; 'it will be a charity to write to her, at all events, and tell her that we will not fail to see Mr. Micawber. I acceded to this the more readily, because I now reproached myself with having treated her former letter rather lightly.
The only visitors I ever saw, or heard of, were creditors. THEY used to come at all hours, and some of them were quite ferocious. One dirty-faced man, I think he was a boot-maker, used to edge himself into the passage as early as seven o'clock in the morning, and call up the stairs to Mr. Micawber 'Come! You ain't out yet, you know. Pay us, will you? Don't hide, you know; that's mean.
But I never will desert Mr. Micawber. No! cried Mrs. Micawber, more affected than before, 'I never will do it! It's of no use asking me! I felt quite uncomfortable as if Mrs. Micawber supposed I had asked her to do anything of the sort! and sat looking at her in alarm. 'Mr. Micawber has his faults. I do not deny that he is improvident.
Micawber the justice to say, Traddles began, 'that although he would appear not to have worked to any good account for himself, he is a most untiring man when he works for other people. I never saw such a fellow. If he always goes on in the same way, he must be, virtually, about two hundred years old, at present.
There have been times when I have administered a succession of facers to them; there have been times when they have been too many for me, and I have given in, and said to Mrs. Micawber, in the words of Cato, "Plato, thou reasonest well. It's all up now. I can show fight no more." But at no time of my life, said Mr. Mr. Micawber closed this handsome tribute by saying, 'Mr. Heep! Good evening. Mrs.
Gamp, Micawber, Toots, Captain Cuttle, Pecksniff, and many more will long continue to delight the youth of the English-speaking races. But few writers are remembered so keenly by certain characters, certain scenes, incidental whimsies, and so little for entire novels treated strictly as works of art.
Micawber, I don't know whether it was the effect of the cap, or the lavender-water, or the pins, or the fire, or the wax-candles, but she came out of my room, comparatively speaking, lovely. And the lark was never gayer than that excellent woman. I suppose I never ventured to inquire, but I suppose that Mrs. Crupp, after frying the soles, was taken ill. Because we broke down at that point.
'My good sir, returned Mr. Micawber, 'you recall me, I am obliged to you. They shook hands again. 'My employer, ma'am Mr. Heep once did me the favour to observe to me, that if I were not in the receipt of the stipendiary emoluments appertaining to my engagement with him, I should probably be a mountebank about the country, swallowing a sword-blade, and eating the devouring element.
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