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Perhaps I might have been better friends with your poor father. Perhaps I might have been better friends with that poor child your mother, even after your sister Betsey Trotwood disappointed me. When you came to me, a little runaway boy, all dusty and way-worn, perhaps I thought so. From that time until now, Trot, you have ever been a credit to me and a pride and a pleasure.
Now I must caution you that if you abet him once, you abet him for good and all; if you step in between him and me, now, you must step in, Miss Trotwood, for ever. I cannot trifle, or be trifled with. I am here, for the first and last time, to take him away. Is he ready to go?
Dick took his finger out of his mouth, on this hint, and stood among the group, with a grave and attentive expression of face. My aunt inclined her head to Mr. Murdstone, who went on: 'Miss Trotwood: on the receipt of your letter, I considered it an act of greater justice to myself, and perhaps of more respect to you-' 'Thank you, said my aunt, still eyeing him keenly. 'You needn't mind me.
'They have some business here; and I took advantage of their coming, to come too. You must not think my visit all friendly and disinterested, Trotwood, for I am afraid I may be cruelly prejudiced I do not like to let papa go away alone, with him. 'Does he exercise the same influence over Mr. Wickfield still, Agnes? Agnes shook her head.
Wickfield's room, which was the shadow of its former self having been divested of a variety of conveniences, for the accommodation of the new partner and stood before the fire, warming his back, and shaving his chin with his bony hand, while Mr. Wickfield and I exchanged greetings. 'You stay with us, Trotwood, while you remain in Canterbury? said Mr.
'David's son? Indeed! 'Yes, pursued my aunt, 'and he has done a pretty piece of business. He has run away. Ah! His sister, Betsey Trotwood, never would have run away. My aunt shook her head firmly, confident in the character and behaviour of the girl who never was born. 'Oh! you think she wouldn't have run away? said Mr. Dick.
'Miss Trotwood, he remarked, 'is very firm, no doubt, and not likely to give way to opposition. I have an admiration for her character, and I may congratulate you, Copperfield, on being on the right side. Differences between relations are much to be deplored but they are extremely general and the great thing is, to be on the right side': meaning, I take it, on the side of the moneyed interest.
Papa was very much depressed then, and more bowed down by care than ever you or I have seen him; but he seemed relieved by this expedient of the partnership, though at the same time he seemed hurt by it and ashamed of it. 'And how did you receive it, Agnes? 'I did, Trotwood, she replied, 'what I hope was right.
She put her hand its touch was like no other hand upon my arm for a moment; and I felt so befriended and comforted, that I could not help moving it to my lips, and gratefully kissing it. 'Sit down, said Agnes, cheerfully. 'Don't be unhappy, Trotwood. If you cannot confidently trust me, whom will you trust? 'Ah, Agnes! I returned. 'You are my good Angel!
On my replying that I wished to see Miss Trotwood, the young woman told me to follow her. I needed no second permission, though by this time my legs shook under me. Soon we came to a neat little cottage with cheerful bow-windows, in front of it a gravelled court, full of flowers. "This is Miss Trotwood's," said the young woman, and then she hurried in, and left me standing at the gate.
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