? ? ? ? Raising his great hands until they touched his chin, he rubbed them softly, and softly chuckled; looking as like a malevolent baboon, I thought, as anything human could look.
? ? ? ? 'You see,' he said, still hugging himself in that unpleasant way, and shaking his head at me, 'you're quite a dangerous rival, Master Copperfield. You always was, you know.'
? ? ? ? 'Do you set a watch upon Miss Wickfield, and make her home no home, because of me?' said I.
? ? ? ? 'Oh! Master Copperfield! Those are very arsh words,' he replied.
? ? ? ? 'Put my meaning into any words you like,' said I. 'You know what it is, Uriah, as well as I do.'
? ? ? ? 'Oh no! You must put it into words,' he said. 'Oh, really! I couldn't myself.'
? ? ? ? 'Do you suppose,' said I, constraining myself to be very temperate and quiet with him, on account of Agnes, 'that I regard Miss Wickfield otherwise than as a very dear sister?'
? ? ? ? 'Well, Master Copperfield,' he replied, 'you perceive I am not bound to answer that question. You may not, you know. But then, you see, you may!'
? ? ? ? Anything to equal the low cunning of his visage, and of his shadowless eyes without the ghost of an eyelash, I never saw.
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