Дэвид Копперфильд

Mr. Dick fulfils my aunt’s Predictions

           Markleham,spreadingthenewspaperonherlaplikeatable-cloth,andpattingherhandsuponit,‘ofmakinghislastWillandTestament.Theforesightandaffectionofthedear!Imusttellyouhowitwas.Ireallymust,injusticetothedarlingforheisnothingless!tellyouhowitwas.Perhapsyouknow,MissTrotwood,thatthereisneveracandlelightedinthishouse,untilone’seyesareliterallyfallingoutofone’sheadwithbeingstretchedtoreadthepaper.Andthatthereisnotachairinthishouse,inwhichapapercanbewhatIcall,read,exceptoneintheStudy.ThistookmetotheStudy,whereIsawalight.Iopenedthedoor.IncompanywiththedearDoctorweretwoprofessionalpeople,evidentlyconnectedwiththelaw,andtheywereallthreestandingatthetable:thedarlingDoctorpeninhand.“Thissimplyexpressesthen,”saidtheDoctorAnnie,mylove,attendtotheverywords“thissimplyexpressesthen,gentlemen,theconfidenceIhaveinMrs.Strong,andgivesherallunconditionally?”Oneoftheprofessionalpeoplereplied,“Andgivesherallunconditionally.”Uponthat,withthenaturalfeelingsofamother,Isaid,“GoodGod,Ibegyourpardon!”felloverthedoor-step,andcameawaythroughthelittlebackpassagewherethepantryis.’

           Mrs.Strongopenedthewindow,andwentoutintotheverandah,whereshestoodleaningagainstapillar.

           ‘Butnowisn’tit,MissTrotwood,isn’tit,David,invigorating,’saidMrs.

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