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A Dissolution of Partnership

           WhenhetoldmeIhadbettertakeaweektoconsiderofwhathehadsaid,howcouldIsayIwouldn’ttakeaweek,yethowcouldIfailtoknowthatnoamountofweekscouldinfluencesuchloveasmine?

           ‘Inthemeantime,conferwithMissTrotwood,orwithanypersonwithanyknowledgeoflife,’saidMr.Spenlow,adjustinghiscravatwithbothhands.‘Takeaweek,Mr.Copperfield.’

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           WhenIgottotheoffice,and,shuttingoutoldTiffeyandtherestofthemwithmyhands,satatmydesk,inmyownparticularnook,thinkingofthisearthquakethathadtakenplacesounexpectedly,andinthebitternessofmyspiritcursingJip,IfellintosuchastateoftormentaboutDora,thatIwonderIdidnottakeupmyhatandrushinsanelytoNorwood.

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