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    delightful than ever

    at the door as if they were frightened Mr Mell, with his elbows on

    ‘And was David good to you, child?’ asked Miss Betsey, when

    not sorry to go away, for the gulf between us was there, and the

    ‘Dead!’ I thought it was the office reeling, and not I, as one of

    to mention that he would talk to himself sometimes, and grin, and

    away from her, both at once Barkis’s death needn’t put it off

    mind I deemed it possible that my aunt, who could know nothing

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    must have been turned completely inside out, and upside down,

    until seven or eight in the evening, Mr Mell, at his own detached

    sentences, as if her own old wrongs were working within her, and

    voice, in a corner of the outer office, by passing into Mr Spenlow’s

    like you to show them to, Copperfield—and then we’ll journey out

    nutshell, gave the utmost satisfaction, and brought the gentleman

    year sixteen hundred and forty-nine

    House; how delighted he was with the boat and all belonging to it;

    because commission is not a certainty What is best suited to a


    Ha! ha! ha! Mr Copperfield, ain’t I volatile?’

    shop, and the baskets being put in first, I was put in next, and

    out tossing on the sea here I wish there was not’


    parting, and confided her brother to my friendship as Ham had

    would have to wait till doomsday


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