Дэвид Копперфильд

Mischief

           Allmyolddoubtsandapprehensionsonthatsubject,alltheDoctor’shappinessandpeace,allthemingledpossibilitiesofinnocenceandcompromise,thatIcouldnotunravel,Isaw,inamoment,atthemercyofthisfellow’stwisting.

           ‘Henevercouldcomeintotheoffice,withoutorderingandshovingmeabout,’saidUriah.‘Oneofyourfinegentlemenhewas!IwasverymeekandumbleandIam.ButIdidn’tlikethatsortofthingandIdon’t!’

           Heleftoffscrapinghischin,andsuckedinhischeeksuntiltheyseemedtomeetinside;keepinghissidelongglanceuponmeallthewhile.

           ‘Sheisoneofyourlovelywomen,sheis,’hepursued,whenhehadslowlyrestoredhisfacetoitsnaturalform;‘andreadytobenofriendtosuchasme,Iknow.She’sjustthepersonaswouldputmyAgnesuptohighersortofgame.Now,Iain’toneofyourlady’smen,MasterCopperfield;butI’vehadeyesinmyed,aprettylongtimeback.Weumbleoneshavegoteyes,mostlyspeakingandwelookoutof‘em.’

           Iendeavouredtoappearunconsciousandnotdisquieted,but,Isawinhisface,withpoorsuccess.

           ‘Now,I’mnota-goingtoletmyselfberundown,Copperfield,’hecontinued,raisingthatpartofhiscountenance,wherehisredeyebrowswouldhavebeenifhehadhadany,withmalignanttriumph,‘andIshalldowhatIcantoputastoptothisfriendship.Idon’tapproveofit.

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