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Wickfield and Heep

           

           ‘Ah!Butyouknowwe’resoveryumble,’hereturned.‘Andhavingsuchaknowledgeofourownumbleness,wemustreallytakecarethatwe’renotpushedtothewallbythemasisn’tumble.Allstratagemsarefairinlove,sir.’

           Raisinghisgreathandsuntiltheytouchedhischin,herubbedthemsoftly,andsoftlychuckled;lookingaslikeamalevolentbaboon,Ithought,asanythinghumancouldlook.

           ‘Yousee,’hesaid,stillhugginghimselfinthatunpleasantway,andshakinghisheadatme,‘you’requiteadangerousrival,MasterCopperfield.Youalwayswas,youknow.’

           ‘DoyousetawatchuponMissWickfield,andmakeherhomenohome,becauseofme?’saidI.

           ‘Oh!MasterCopperfield!Thoseareveryarshwords,’hereplied.

           ‘Putmymeaningintoanywordsyoulike,’saidI.‘Youknowwhatitis,Uriah,aswellasIdo.’

           ‘Ohno!Youmustputitintowords,’hesaid.‘Oh,really!Icouldn’tmyself.’

           ‘Doyousuppose,’saidI,constrainingmyselftobeverytemperateandquietwithhim,onaccountofAgnes,‘thatIregardMissWickfieldotherwisethanasaverydearsister?’

           ‘Well,MasterCopperfield,’hereplied,‘youperceiveIamnotboundtoanswerthatquestion.Youmaynot,youknow.

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