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I Assist at an Explosion

           Lookingslowlyrounduponuswiththedarkestandwickedestexpressionthathisfacecouldwear,hesaid,inalowervoice:

           ‘Oho!Thisisaconspiracy!Youhavemetherebyappointment!YouareplayingBootywithmyclerk,areyou,Copperfield?Now,takecare.You’llmakenothingofthis.Weunderstandeachother,youandme.There’snolovebetweenus.Youwerealwaysapuppywithaproudstomach,fromyourfirstcominghere;andyouenvymemyrise,doyou?Noneofyourplotsagainstme;I’llcounterplotyou!Micawber,youbeoff.I’lltalktoyoupresently.’

           ‘Mr.Micawber,’saidI,‘thereisasuddenchangeinthisfellow.inmorerespectsthantheextraordinaryoneofhisspeakingthetruthinoneparticular,whichassuresmethatheisbroughttobay.Dealwithhimashedeserves!’

           ‘Youareaprecioussetofpeople,ain’tyou?’saidUriah,inthesamelowvoice,andbreakingoutintoaclammyheat,whichhewipedfromhisforehead,withhislongleanhand,‘tobuyovermyclerk,whoistheveryscumofsociety,asyouyourselfwere,Copperfield,youknowit,beforeanyonehadcharityonyou,todefamemewithhislies?MissTrotwood,youhadbetterstopthis;orI’llstopyourhusbandshorterthanwillbepleasanttoyou.Iwon’tknowyourstoryprofessionally,fornothing,oldlady!MissWickfield,ifyouhaveanyloveforyourfather,youhadbetternotjointhatgang.I’llruinhim,ifyoudo.Now,come!Ihavegotsomeofyouundertheharrow.

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