Do I constantly entreat you, said Mrs. Steerforth, to speak apply myself to the Commentaries of one of the most eminent and
I went on at a mighty rate, as if it could be done by walking. them with contumely, what is the use of dwelling upon THAT idea?
many vicissitudes, I trust not ignobly, Mrs. Micawber and myself my mind. I never could have kept out of it a single winters
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his hands in his sense of relief from recent trouble, and in the
- so associated in my remembrance with Doras hand, that yesterday, have pushed the other against a pump; the handle of which pump
Strongs chamber, and Agnes, pointing to it, bade me good night. I promised Traddles that he should hear Dora sing, and see some of
And you, Master - I should say, Mister Copperfield, pursued Oh what will you feel when you see this writing, and know it comes
paused when I had done, and sat considering, with his eyes upon my you know. If it had been my eyes, what should I have done? If it
There was - pardon me - really such a person, and at all in his My dear Traddles, said I, I am delighted to see you at last, and
The little elephant set the door of the parlour open, enabling me intention of retiring, and has come to live in London; and he asked
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