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Somebody Turns up

           

           ‘Iamsureyouhavenooccasiontobeso,ma’am,’Isaid,‘unlessyoulike.’

           ‘Thankyou,sir,’retortedMrs.Heep.‘Weknowourstationandarethankfulinit.’

           IfoundthatMrs.Heepgraduallygotnearertome,andthatUriahgraduallygotoppositetome,andthattheyrespectfullypliedmewiththechoicestoftheeatablesonthetable.Therewasnothingparticularlychoicethere,tobesure;butItookthewillforthedeed,andfeltthattheywereveryattentive.Presentlytheybegantotalkaboutaunts,andthenItoldthemaboutmine;andaboutfathersandmothers,andthenItoldthemaboutmine;andthenMrs.Heepbegantotalkaboutfathers-in-law,andthenIbegantotellheraboutminebutstopped,becausemyaunthadadvisedmetoobserveasilenceonthatsubject.Atenderyoungcork,however,wouldhavehadnomorechanceagainstapairofcorkscrews,oratenderyoungtoothagainstapairofdentists,oralittleshuttlecockagainsttwobattledores,thanIhadagainstUriahandMrs.Heep.Theydidjustwhattheylikedwithme;andwormedthingsoutofmethatIhadnodesiretotell,withacertaintyIblushtothinkof.themoreespecially,asinmyjuvenilefrankness,ItooksomecredittomyselfforbeingsoconfidentialandfeltthatIwasquitethepatronofmytworespectfulentertainers.

           Theywereveryfondofoneanother:thatwascertain.

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