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¡¡¡¡'On the voyage, I shall endeavour,' said Mr. Micawber, 'occasionally to spin them a yarn; and the melody of my son Wilkins will, I trust, be acceptable at the galley-fire. When Mrs. Micawber has her sea-legs on - an expression in which I hope there is no conventional impropriety - she will give them, I dare say, "Little Tafflin". Porpoises and dolphins, I believe, will be frequently observed athwart our Bows; and, either on the starboard or the larboard quarter, objects of interest will be continually descried. In short,' said Mr. Micawber, with the old genteel air, 'the probability is, all will be found so exciting, alow and aloft, that when the lookout, stationed in the main-top, cries Land-oh! we shall be very considerably astonished!' ¡¡¡¡With that he flourished off the c
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ontents of his little tin pot, as if he had made the voyage, and had passed a first-class examination before the highest naval authorities. ¡¡¡¡' What I chiefly hope, my dear Mr. Copperfield,' said Mrs. Micawber, 'is, that in some branches of our family we may live again in the old country. Do not frown, Micawber! I do not now refer to my own family, but to our children's children. However vigorous the sapling,' said Mrs. Micawber, shaking her head, 'I cannot forget the parent-tree; and when our race attains to eminence and fortune, I own I should wish that fortune to flow into the coffers of Britannia.'
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Monday, December 17, 2007
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the painter's imagination and less of the diamond merchant's in his dreams thereof than in those of the Apocalyptic writer. And the city acquired a tangibility, a permanence, a hold on his life, mainly from the one nucleus of fact that the man for whose knowledge and purposes he had so much reverence was actually living there; not only so, but living among the more thoughtful and mentally shining ones therein. ¡¡¡¡ In sad wet seasons, though he knew it must rain at Christminster too, he could hardly believe that it rained so drearily there. Whenever he could get away from the confines of the hamlet for an hour or two, which was not often,
oil paintinghe would steal off to the Brown House on the hill and strain his eyes persistently; sometimes to be rewarded by the sight of a dome or spire, at other times by a little smoke, which in his estimate had some of the mysticism of incense. ¡¡¡¡ Then the day came when it suddenly occurred to him that if he ascended to the point of view after dark, or possibly went a mile or two further, he would see the night lights of the city. It would be necessary to come back alone, but even that consideration did not deter him, for he could throw a little manliness into his mood, no doubt.
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the painter's imagination and less of the diamond merchant's in his dreams thereof than in those of the Apocalyptic writer. And the city acquired a tangibility, a permanence, a hold on his life, mainly from the one nucleus of fact that the man for whose knowledge and purposes he had so much reverence was actually living there; not only so, but living among the more thoughtful and mentally shining ones therein. ¡¡¡¡ In sad wet seasons, though he knew it must rain at Christminster too, he could hardly believe that it rained so drearily there. Whenever he could get away from the confines of the hamlet for an hour or two, which was not often,
oil paintinghe would steal off to the Brown House on the hill and strain his eyes persistently; sometimes to be rewarded by the sight of a dome or spire, at other times by a little smoke, which in his estimate had some of the mysticism of incense. ¡¡¡¡ Then the day came when it suddenly occurred to him that if he ascended to the point of view after dark, or possibly went a mile or two further, he would see the night lights of the city. It would be necessary to come back alone, but even that consideration did not deter him, for he could throw a little manliness into his mood, no doubt.
Friday, December 14, 2007
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and through a pleasant smell of summer flowers, growing in gardens and carried into town on hucksters' heads, intent on this first effort to meet our altered circumstances. ¡¡¡¡I arrived at the office so soon, after all, that I had half an hour's loitering about the Commons, before old Tiffey, who was always first, appeared with his key. Then I sat down in my shady corner, looking up at the sunlight on the opposite chimney-pots, and thinking about Dora; until Mr. Spenlow came in, crisp and curly. ¡¡¡¡'How are you, Copperfield?' said he. 'Fine morning!' ¡¡¡¡'Beautiful morning, sir,' said I. 'Could I say a word to you before you go into Court?' ¡¡¡¡'By all means,' said he. 'Come into my room.' ¡¡¡¡I followed him into his room, and he began putting on his gown, and touching
oil paintinghimself up before a little glass he had, hanging inside a closet door. ¡¡¡¡'I am sorry to say,' said I, 'that I have some rather disheartening intelligence from my aunt.' ¡¡¡¡'No!' said he. 'Dear me! Not paralysis, I hope?' ¡¡¡¡'It has no reference to her health, sir,' I replied. 'She has met with some large losses. In fact, she has very little left, indeed.' ¡¡¡¡'You as-tound me, Copperfield!' cried Mr. Spenlow. ¡¡¡¡I shook my head. 'Indeed, sir,' said I, 'her affairs are so changed, that I wished to ask you whether it would be possible - at a sacrifice on our part of some portion of the premium, of course,' I put in this, on the spur of the moment, warned by the blank expression of his face - 'to cancel my articles?'
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and through a pleasant smell of summer flowers, growing in gardens and carried into town on hucksters' heads, intent on this first effort to meet our altered circumstances. ¡¡¡¡I arrived at the office so soon, after all, that I had half an hour's loitering about the Commons, before old Tiffey, who was always first, appeared with his key. Then I sat down in my shady corner, looking up at the sunlight on the opposite chimney-pots, and thinking about Dora; until Mr. Spenlow came in, crisp and curly. ¡¡¡¡'How are you, Copperfield?' said he. 'Fine morning!' ¡¡¡¡'Beautiful morning, sir,' said I. 'Could I say a word to you before you go into Court?' ¡¡¡¡'By all means,' said he. 'Come into my room.' ¡¡¡¡I followed him into his room, and he began putting on his gown, and touching
oil paintinghimself up before a little glass he had, hanging inside a closet door. ¡¡¡¡'I am sorry to say,' said I, 'that I have some rather disheartening intelligence from my aunt.' ¡¡¡¡'No!' said he. 'Dear me! Not paralysis, I hope?' ¡¡¡¡'It has no reference to her health, sir,' I replied. 'She has met with some large losses. In fact, she has very little left, indeed.' ¡¡¡¡'You as-tound me, Copperfield!' cried Mr. Spenlow. ¡¡¡¡I shook my head. 'Indeed, sir,' said I, 'her affairs are so changed, that I wished to ask you whether it would be possible - at a sacrifice on our part of some portion of the premium, of course,' I put in this, on the spur of the moment, warned by the blank expression of his face - 'to cancel my articles?'
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