Дэвид Копперфильд

I Assist at an Explosion

           MicawberplacedMrs.Micawberinachair,andembracedthefamilyallround;welcomingavarietyofbleakprospects,whichappeared,tothebestofmyjudgement,tobeanythingbutwelcometothem;andcallinguponthemtocomeoutintoCanterburyandsingachorus,asnothingelsewasleftfortheirsupport.

           ButMrs.Micawberhaving,inthestrengthofheremotions,faintedaway,thefirstthingtobedone,evenbeforethechoruscouldbeconsideredcomplete,wastorecoverher.ThismyauntandMr.Micawberdid;andthenmyauntwasintroduced,andMrs.Micawberrecognizedme.

           ‘Excuseme,dearMr.Copperfield,’saidthepoorlady,givingmeherhand,‘butIamnotstrong;andtheremovalofthelatemisunderstandingbetweenMr.Micawberandmyselfwasatfirsttoomuchforme.’

           ‘Isthisallyourfamily,ma’am?’saidmyaunt.

           ‘Therearenomoreatpresent,’returnedMrs.Micawber.

           ‘Goodgracious,Ididn’tmeanthat,ma’am,’saidmyaunt.‘Imean,arealltheseyours?’

           ‘Madam,’repliedMr.Micawber,‘itisatruebill.’

           ‘Andthateldestyounggentleman,now,’saidmyaunt,musing,‘whathashebeenbroughtupto?’

           ‘ItwasmyhopewhenIcamehere,’saidMr.Micawber,‘tohavegotWilkinsintotheChurch:orperhapsIshallexpressmymeaningmorestrictly,ifIsaytheChoir.

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