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Dickens, Charles

"David Copperfield"

Traddles to excuse us for a minute, requested me to follow her. I obeyed, all in a tremble, and was conducted into another room. There I found my blessed darling stopping her ears behind the door, with her dear little face against the wall; and Jip in the plate-warmer with his head tied up in a towel.


? ? ? ? Oh! How beautiful she was in her black frock, and how she sobbed and cried at first, and wouldn't come out from behind the door! How fond we were of one another, when she did come out at last; and what a state of bliss I was in, when we took Jip out of the plate-warmer, and restored him to the light, sneezing very much, and were all three reunited!


? ? ? ? 'My dearest Dora! Now, indeed, my own for ever!'


? ? ? ? 'Oh, DON'T!' pleaded Dora. 'Please!'


? ? ? ? 'Are you not my own for ever, Dora?'


? ? ? ? 'Oh yes, of course I am!' cried Dora, 'but I am so frightened!'


? ? ? ? 'Frightened, my own?'


? ? ? ? 'Oh yes! I don't like him,' said Dora. 'Why don't he go?'


? ? ? ? 'Who, my life?'


? ? ? ? 'Your friend,' said Dora. 'It isn't any business of his. What a stupid he must be!'


? ? ? ? 'My love!' (There never was anything so coaxing as her childish ways.) 'He is the best creature!'


? ? ? ? 'Oh, but we don't want any best creatures!' pouted Dora.


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