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I Enlarge My Circle of Acquaintance

           Mellwasnotabadsortoffellow,buthadn’tasixpencetoblesshimselfwith;andthattherewasnodoubtthatoldMrs.Mell,hismother,wasaspoorasjob.Ithoughtofmybreakfastthen,andwhathadsoundedlike‘MyCharley!’butIwas,Iamgladtoremember,asmuteasamouseaboutit.

           Thehearingofallthis,andagooddealmore,outlastedthebanquetsometime.Thegreaterpartoftheguestshadgonetobedassoonastheeatinganddrinkingwereover;andwe,whohadremainedwhisperingandlisteninghalf-undressed,atlastbetookourselvestobed,too.

           ‘Goodnight,youngCopperfield,’saidSteerforth.‘I’lltakecareofyou.’‘You’reverykind,’Igratefullyreturned.‘Iamverymuchobligedtoyou.’

           ‘Youhaven’tgotasister,haveyou?’saidSteerforth,yawning.

           ‘No,’Ianswered.

           ‘That’sapity,’saidSteerforth.‘Ifyouhadhadone,Ishouldthinkshewouldhavebeenapretty,timid,little,bright-eyedsortofgirl.Ishouldhavelikedtoknowher.Goodnight,youngCopperfield.’

           ‘Goodnight,sir,’Ireplied.

           IthoughtofhimverymuchafterIwenttobed,andraisedmyself,Irecollect,tolookathimwherehelayinthemoonlight,withhishandsomefaceturnedup,andhisheadrecliningeasilyonhisarm.Hewasapersonofgreatpowerinmyeyes;thatwas,ofcourse,thereasonofmymindrunningonhim.Noveiledfuturedimlyglanceduponhiminthemoonbeams

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