Дэвид Копперфильд

I Am Born

           Copperfieldeverynight,’criedmymotherinanotherburstofdistress,andbreakingdownagain.

           ‘Well,well!’saidMissBetsey.‘Don’tcryanymore.’

           -‘AndIamsureweneverhadawordofdifferencerespectingit,exceptwhenMr.Copperfieldobjectedtomythreesandfivesbeingtoomuchlikeeachother,ortomyputtingcurlytailstomysevensandnines,’resumedmymotherinanotherburst,andbreakingdownagain.

           ‘You’llmakeyourselfill,’saidMissBetsey,‘andyouknowthatwillnotbegoodeitherforyouorformygod-daughter.Come!Youmustn’tdoit!’

           Thisargumenthadsomeshareinquietingmymother,thoughherincreasingindispositionhadalargerone.Therewasanintervalofsilence,onlybrokenbyMissBetsey’soccasionallyejaculating‘Ha!’asshesatwithherfeetuponthefender.

           ‘Davidhadboughtanannuityforhimselfwithhismoney,Iknow,’saidshe,byandby.‘Whatdidhedoforyou?’

           ‘Mr.Copperfield,’saidmymother,answeringwithsomedifficulty,‘wassoconsiderateandgoodastosecurethereversionofapartofittome.’

           ‘Howmuch?’askedMissBetsey.

           ‘Ahundredandfivepoundsayear,’saidmymother.

           ‘Hemighthavedoneworse,’saidmyaunt.

           Thewordwasappropriatetothemoment.

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