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'Then I have no such intention, Agnes. 'I think you ought not, Trotwood, since you ask me, she said, mildly. 'Your growing reputation and success enlarge your power of doing good; and if I could spare my brother, with her eyes upon me, 'perhaps the time could not. 'What I am, you have made me, Agnes. You should know best. 'I made you, Trotwood? 'Yes!
And O, Agnes, even out of thy true eyes, in that same time, the spirit of my child-wife looked upon me, saying it was well; and winning me, through thee, to tenderest recollections of the Blossom that had withered in its bloom! 'I am so blest, Trotwood my heart is so overcharged but there is one thing I must say. 'Dearest, what?
'Now, my reliance is on you. 'But it must not be on me, Trotwood, returned Agnes, with a pleasant smile. 'It must be on someone else. 'On Dora? said I. 'Assuredly.
He greets me rapturously, and whispers, with many nods and winks, 'Trotwood, you will be glad to hear that I shall finish the Memorial when I have nothing else to do, and that your aunt's the most extraordinary woman in the world, sir!
That ghost is endowed with as many excellences as those with which Miss Betsey Trotwood endowed the niece that never had been born; and just as David Copperfield was reproached with the virtues of his unborn sister who "would never have run away," so that granddaughter with the headache is reproached with the ghostly perfections of her grandmother, who never had a headache or, if she had, it is luckily forgotten.
I tried, on her injunction, to fix it, and to hear something of what was going on there, but quite in vain. I looked at her again by and by, and saw her shrink into her corner, and put her gloved hand to her forehead. 'Agnes! I said. 'I'mafraidyou'renorwell. 'Yes, yes. Do not mind me, Trotwood, she returned. 'Listen! Are you going away soon? 'Amigoarawaysoo? I repeated. 'Yes.
Copperfield, you think of entering into our profession? I casually mentioned to Miss Trotwood, when I had the pleasure of an interview with her the other day, with another inclination of his body Punch again 'that there was a vacancy here. Miss Trotwood was good enough to mention that she had a nephew who was her peculiar care, and for whom she was seeking to provide genteelly in life.
'It was a gleam of light upon me, Trot, said my aunt, drying her eyes, 'when I formed the resolution of being godmother to your sister Betsey Trotwood, who disappointed me; but, next to that, hardly anything would have given me greater pleasure, than to be godmother to that good young creature's baby! Mr.
Wickfield is unwell in bed, sir, of a rheumatic fever, he returned; 'but Miss Wickfield, I have no doubt, will be happy to see old friends. Will you walk in, sir? He preceded us to the dining-room the first room I had entered in that house and flinging open the door of Mr. Wickfield's former office, said, in a sonorous voice: 'Miss Trotwood, Mr. David Copperfield, Mr. Thomas Traddles, and Mr.
Dick justly observed to me, sitting down on the foot of the bed, nursing his leg, 'You know, Trotwood, I don't want to swing a cat. I never do swing a cat. Therefore, what does that signify to ME! I tried to ascertain whether Mr. Dick had any understanding of the causes of this sudden and great change in my aunt's affairs. As I might have expected, he had none at all.
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