? ? ? ? No. I couldn't think of agreeing to it. I was very sorry, but there was a higher consideration than sense. Love was above all earthly considerations, and I loved Dora to idolatry, and Dora loved me. I didn't exactly say so; I softened it down as much as I could; but I implied it, and I was resolute upon it. I don't think I made myself very ridiculous, but I know I was resolute.
? ? ? ? 'Very well, Mr. Copperfield,' said Mr. Spenlow, 'I must try my influence with my daughter.'
? ? ? ? Miss Murdstone, by an expressive sound, a long drawn respiration, which was neither a sigh nor a moan, but was like both, gave it as her opinion that he should have done this at first.
? ? ? ? 'I must try,' said Mr. Spenlow, confirmed by this support, 'my influence with my daughter. Do you decline to take those letters, Mr. Copperfield?' For I had laid them on the table.
? ? ? ? Yes. I told him I hoped he would not think it wrong, but I couldn't possibly take them from Miss Murdstone.
? ? ? ? 'Nor from me?' said Mr. Spenlow.
? ? ? ? No, I replied with the profoundest respect; nor from him.
? ? ? ? 'Very well!' said Mr. Spenlow.
? ? ? ? A silence succeeding, I was undecided whether to go or stay.
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