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Mr. Micawber’s Gauntlet

           Ihaditinmythoughtstoremonstratewithhimuponhisdesperatewayofpursuinganyfancythathetooksuchasthisbuffetingofroughseas,andbravingofhardweather,forexample-whenmymindglancedofftotheimmediatesubjectofourconversationagain,andpursuedthatinstead.

           ‘Itellyouwhat,Steerforth,’saidI,‘ifyourhighspiritswilllistentome

           ‘Theyarepotentspirits,andwilldowhateveryoulike,’heanswered,movingfromthetabletothefiresideagain.

           ‘ThenItellyouwhat,Steerforth.IthinkIwillgodownandseemyoldnurse.ItisnotthatIcandoheranygood,orrenderheranyrealservice;butsheissoattachedtomethatmyvisitwillhaveasmucheffectonher,asifIcoulddoboth.Shewilltakeitsokindlythatitwillbeacomfortandsupporttoher.Itisnogreatefforttomake,Iamsure,forsuchafriendasshehasbeentome.Wouldn’tyougoaday’sjourney,ifyouwereinmyplace?’

           Hisfacewasthoughtful,andhesatconsideringalittlebeforeheanswered,inalowvoice,‘Well!Go.Youcandonoharm.’

           ‘Youhavejustcomeback,’saidI,‘anditwouldbeinvaintoaskyoutogowithme?’

           ‘Quite,’hereturned.‘IamforHighgatetonight.Ihavenotseenmymotherthislongtime,anditliesuponmyconscience,forit’ssomethingtobelovedasshelovesherprodigalson.

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