? ? ? ? Merely looking at me with extravagant slyness, and not waiting for any reply, she continued, without drawing breath:
? ? ? ? 'There! If ever any scapegrace was trimmed and touched up to perfection, you are, Steerforth. If I understand any noddle in the world, I understand yours. Do you hear me when I tell you that, my darling? I understand yours,' peeping down into his face. 'Now you may mizzle, jemmy (as we say at Court), and if Mr. Copperfield will take the chair I'll operate on him.'
? ? ? ? 'What do you say, Daisy?' inquired Steerforth, laughing, and resigning his seat. 'Will you be improved?'
? ? ? ? 'Thank you, Miss Mowcher, not this evening.'
? ? ? ? 'Don't say no,' returned the little woman, looking at me with the aspect of a connoisseur; 'a little bit more eyebrow?'
? ? ? ? 'Thank you,' I returned, 'some other time.'
? ? ? ? 'Have it carried half a quarter of an inch towards the temple,' said Miss Mowcher.
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