Дэвид Копперфильд

A Dissolution of Partnership

           

           Theybothstoppedandlookedatme.‘OntheverydaywhenIlastsawhim,’saidI,‘hetoldmethathehad,andthathisaffairswerelongsincesettled.’

           Mr.jorkinsandoldTiffeyshooktheirheadswithoneaccord.

           ‘Thatlooksunpromising,’saidTiffey.

           ‘Veryunpromising,’saidMr.jorkins.

           ‘Surelyyoudon’tdoubtIbegan.

           ‘MygoodMr.Copperfield!’saidTiffey,layinghishanduponmyarm,andshuttingupbothhiseyesasheshookhishead:‘ifyouhadbeenintheCommonsaslongasIhave,youwouldknowthatthereisnosubjectonwhichmenaresoinconsistent,andsolittletobetrusted.’

           ‘Why,blessmysoul,hemadethatveryremark!’Irepliedpersistently.

           ‘Ishouldcallthatalmostfinal,’observedTiffey.‘Myopinionis-nowill.’

           Itappearedawonderfulthingtome,butitturnedoutthattherewasnowill.Hehadneversomuchasthoughtofmakingone,sofarashispapersaffordedanyevidence;fortherewasnokindofhint,sketch,ormemorandum,ofanytestamentaryintentionwhatever.Whatwasscarcelylessastonishingtome,was,thathisaffairswereinamostdisorderedstate.Itwasextremelydifficult,Iheard,tomakeoutwhatheowed,orwhathehadpaid,orofwhathediedpossessed.Itwasconsideredlikelythatforyearshecouldhavehadnoclearopiniononthesesubjectshimself.

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