Дэвид Копперфильд

The Sequel of My Resolution

           

           ‘EH?’exclaimedMissBetsey,inatoneofamazementIhaveneverheardapproached.

           ‘Ifyouplease,aunt,Iamyournephew.’

           ‘Oh,Lord!’saidmyaunt.Andsatflatdowninthegarden-path.

           ‘IamDavidCopperfield,ofBlunderstone,inSuffolkwhereyoucame,onthenightwhenIwasborn,andsawmydearmama.Ihavebeenveryunhappysinceshedied.Ihavebeenslighted,andtaughtnothing,andthrownuponmyself,andputtoworknotfitforme.Itmademerunawaytoyou.Iwasrobbedatfirstsettingout,andhavewalkedalltheway,andhaveneversleptinabedsinceIbeganthejourney.’Heremyself-supportgavewayallatonce;andwithamovementofmyhands,intendedtoshowhermyraggedstate,andcallittowitnessthatIhadsufferedsomething,Ibrokeintoapassionofcrying,whichIsupposehadbeenpentupwithinmealltheweek.

           Myaunt,witheverysortofexpressionbutwonderdischargedfromhercountenance,satonthegravel,staringatme,untilIbegantocry;whenshegotupinagreathurry,collaredme,andtookmeintotheparlour.Herfirstproceedingtherewastounlockatallpress,bringoutseveralbottles,andpoursomeofthecontentsofeachintomymouth.Ithinktheymusthavebeentakenoutatrandom,forIamsureItastedaniseedwater,anchovysauce,andsaladdressing.

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