Дэвид Копперфильд

Good and Bad Angels

           ‘MissAgnes,MasterCopperfield‘Well,Uriah?’

           ‘Oh,howpleasanttobecalledUriah,spontaneously!’hecried;andgavehimselfajerk,likeaconvulsivefish.‘Youthoughtherlookingverybeautifultonight,MasterCopperfield?’

           ‘Ithoughtherlookingasshealwaysdoes:superior,inallrespects,toeveryonearoundher,’Ireturned.

           ‘Oh,thankyou!It’ssotrue!’hecried.‘Oh,thankyouverymuchforthat!’

           ‘Notatall,’Isaid,loftily.‘Thereisnoreasonwhyyoushouldthankme.’

           ‘Whythat,MasterCopperfield,’saidUriah,‘is,infact,theconfidencethatIamgoingtotakethelibertyofreposing.UmbleasIam,’hewipedhishandsharder,andlookedatthemandatthefirebyturns,‘umbleasmymotheris,andlowlyasourpoorbuthonestroofhaseverbeen,theimageofMissAgnes(Idon’tmindtrustingyouwithmysecret,MasterCopperfield,forIhavealwaysoverflowedtowardsyousincethefirstmomentIhadthepleasureofbeholdingyouinapony-shay)hasbeeninmybreastforyears.Oh,MasterCopperfield,withwhatapureaffectiondoIlovethegroundmyAgneswalkson!’

           IbelieveIhadadeliriousideaofseizingthered-hotpokeroutofthefire,andrunninghimthroughwithit.

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