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"The stipendiary emoluments in consideration of which I entered into the service of HEEP," always pausing before that word and uttering it with astonishing vigour, "were not defined, beyond the pittance of twenty-two shillings and six per week. Micawber, and our blighted but rising family?
It seemed to her that there was really less to fear from the Atlantic fury than from these oily, ingratiating, rolling mounds. They were the Uriah Heep of waters. She knew how terrible they could be, far more terrible than the fiercest nor'easter down the Atlantic. Typhoon! How could a yacht live through a hurricane? She turned again toward Cunningham. "You are like that," she said, irrelevantly.
Heep! Your servant, and then walking out with me in his most fashionable manner, making a good deal of noise on the pavement with his shoes, and humming a tune as we went. It was a little inn where Mr. Micawber put up, and he occupied a little room in it, partitioned off from the commercial room, and strongly flavoured with tobacco-smoke.
His father died when Heep was about 5 years of age, and after a time his mother married a carpenter and joiner of the place. Young Heep was a lively child, up to all sorts of tricks, and does not remember the time since he could walk that he was not in some mischief, and, as he remarked, "took to all sorts of deviltry as naturally as a duck to water."
'There is such a change at home, said she, 'that you would scarcely know the dear old house. They live with us now. 'They? said I. 'Mr. Heep and his mother. He sleeps in your old room, said Agnes, looking up into my face. 'I wish I had the ordering of his dreams, said I. 'He wouldn't sleep there long. 'I keep my own little room, said Agnes, 'where I used to learn my lessons.
Micawber, representing it on the desk with the office ruler, 'is the whole range of the human intellect, with a trifling exception; on the other, IS that exception; that is to say, the affairs of Messrs Wickfield and Heep, with all belonging and appertaining thereunto. I trust I give no offence to the companion of my youth, in submitting this proposition to his cooler judgement?
Heep, and so they went on tossing it about until I had no idea who had got it, and was quite bewildered. The ball itself was always changing too. Now it was Mr. Wickfield, now Agnes, now the excellence of Mr. Wickfield, now my admiration of Agnes; now the extent of Mr. Wickfield's business and resources, now our domestic life after dinner; now, the wine that Mr.
He was giving a list of his triumphs; and if he has shown self-appreciation, he was at least perfectly honest. There is no hypocrisy about him. If he knew Uriah Heep, he did not imitate him; for in no chapter has he proclaimed himself "'umble."
Still, the long, long night seemed heavy and hopeless as ever, and no promise of day was in the murky sky. When I went out to the Commons, I charged Mrs. Crupp with particular directions to leave the windows open, that my sitting-room might be aired, and purged of his presence. I saw no more of Uriah Heep, until the day when Agnes left town.
But, like Uriah Heep, the Emperor had attempted to pluck the fruit before it was ripe, or, to use a more exact simile, before he was tall enough to reach it. In vain he represented to Abdul Hamid the immense advantages which would result to Turkey by the establishment of those Gott-like German settlers in Asia Minor.
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