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I am sure I knew nothing about him, except that he had originally been alone in the business, and now lived by himself in a house near Montagu Square, which was fearfully in want of painting; that he came very late of a day, and went away very early; that he never appeared to be consulted about anything; and that he had a dingy little black-hole of his own upstairs, where no business was ever done, and where there was a yellow old cartridge-paper pad upon his desk, unsoiled by ink, and reported to be twenty years of age. ¡¡¡¡'Would you object to my mentioning it to him, sir?' I asked. ¡¡¡¡'By no means,' said Mr. Spenlow. 'But I have some experience of Mr. jorkins, Copperfield. I wish it were otherwise, for I should be happy to meet your views in any respect. I cannot h
oil paintingave the objection to your mentioning it to Mr. jorkins, Copperfield, if you think it worth while.' ¡¡¡¡Availing myself of this permission, which was given with a warm shake of the hand, I sat thinking about Dora, and looking at the sunlight stealing from the chimney-pots down the wall of the opposite house, until Mr. jorkins came. I then went up to Mr. jorkins's room, and evidently astonished Mr. jorkins very much by making my appearance there. ¡¡¡¡'Come in, Mr. Copperfield,' said Mr. jorkins. 'Come in!'
Friday, December 14, 2007
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