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           ‘Why,mydearCopperfield,’saidtheDoctor,‘youareaman!Howdoyoudo?Iamdelightedtoseeyou.MydearCopperfield,howverymuchyouhaveimproved!Youarequiteyesdearme!’

           Ihopedhewaswell,andMrs.Strongtoo.

           ‘Ohdear,yes!’saidtheDoctor;‘Annie’squitewell,andshe’llbedelightedtoseeyou.Youwerealwaysherfavourite.Shesaidso,lastnight,whenIshowedheryourletter.Andyes,tobesure-yourecollectMr.JackMaldon,Copperfield?’

           ‘Perfectly,sir.’

           ‘Ofcourse,’saidtheDoctor.‘Tobesure.He’sprettywell,too.’

           ‘Hashecomehome,sir?’Iinquired.

           ‘FromIndia?’saidtheDoctor.‘Yes.Mr.JackMaldoncouldn’tbeartheclimate,mydear.Mrs.MarklehamyouhavenotforgottenMrs.Markleham?’

           ForgottentheOldSoldier!Andinthatshorttime!

           ‘Mrs.Markleham,’saidtheDoctor,‘wasquitevexedabouthim,poorthing;sowehavegothimathomeagain;andwehaveboughthimalittlePatentplace,whichagreeswithhimmuchbetter.’IknewenoughofMr.JackMaldontosuspectfromthisaccountthatitwasaplacewheretherewasnotmuchtodo,andwhichwasprettywellpaid.TheDoctor,walkingupanddownwithhishandonmyshoulder,andhiskindfaceturnedencouraginglytomine,wenton:

           ‘Now,mydearCopperfield,inreferencetothisproposalofyours.

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