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           IfhehadtheleastideahowIadoredhismistress,wellhemight!

           ‘Oh,thankyou,Mr.Copperfield!Whatdearflowers!’saidDora.

           Ihadhadanintentionofsaying(andhadbeenstudyingthebestformofwordsforthreemiles)thatIthoughtthembeautifulbeforeIsawthemsonearHER.ButIcouldn’tmanageit.Shewastoobewildering.Toseeherlaytheflowersagainstherlittledimpledchin,wastoloseallpresenceofmindandpoweroflanguageinafeebleecstasy.IwonderIdidn’tsay,‘Killme,ifyouhaveaheart,MissMills.Letmediehere!’

           ThenDoraheldmyflowerstoJiptosmell.ThenJipgrowled,andwouldn’tsmellthem.ThenDoralaughed,andheldthemalittleclosertoJip,tomakehim.ThenJiplaidholdofabitofgeraniumwithhisteeth,andworriedimaginarycatsinit.ThenDorabeathim,andpouted,andsaid,‘Mypoorbeautifulflowers!’ascompassionately,Ithought,asifJiphadlaidholdofme.Iwishedhehad!

           ‘You’llbesogladtohear,Mr.Copperfield,’saidDora,‘thatthatcrossMissMurdstoneisnothere.Shehasgonetoherbrother’smarriage,andwillbeawayatleastthreeweeks.Isn’tthatdelightful?’

           IsaidIwassureitmustbedelightfultoher,andallthatwasdelightfultoherwasdelightfultome.MissMills,withanairofsuperiorwisdomandbenevolence,smileduponus.

           ‘SheisthemostdisagreeablethingIeversaw,’saidDora.

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