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Depression

           Thewonderis,thatitisn’tmuchworse!Ionlycalledtosaythatiftherewasanythingwecoulddo,inpresentcircumstances,motherorself,orWickfieldandHeep,weshouldbereallyglad.Imaygosofar?’saidUriah,withasicklysmileathispartner.

           ‘UriahHeep,’saidMr.Wickfield,inamonotonousforcedway,‘isactiveinthebusiness,Trotwood.Whathesays,Iquiteconcurin.YouknowIhadanoldinterestinyou.Apartfromthat,whatUriahsaysIquiteconcurin!’

           ‘Oh,whatarewarditis,’saidUriah,drawinguponeleg,attheriskofbringingdownuponhimselfanothervisitationfrommyaunt,‘tobesotrustedin!ButIhopeIamabletodosomethingtorelievehimfromthefatiguesofbusiness,MasterCopperfield!’

           ‘UriahHeepisagreatrelieftome,’saidMr.Wickfield,inthesamedullvoice.‘It’saloadoffmymind,Trotwood,tohavesuchapartner.’

           Theredfoxmadehimsayallthis,Iknew,toexhibithimtomeinthelighthehadindicatedonthenightwhenhepoisonedmyrest.Isawthesameill-favouredsmileuponhisfaceagain,andsawhowhewatchedme.

           ‘Youarenotgoing,papa?’saidAgnes,anxiously.‘WillyounotwalkbackwithTrotwoodandme?’

           HewouldhavelookedtoUriah,Ibelieve,beforereplying,ifthatworthyhadnotanticipatedhim.

           ‘Iambespokemyself,’saidUriah,‘onbusiness;otherwiseIshouldhavebeenappytohavekeptwithmyfriends.

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