? ? ? ? 'And at last took the blame upon himself,' added my aunt; 'and wrote me a mad letter, charging himself with robbery, and wrong unheard of. Upon which I paid him a visit early one morning, called for a candle, burnt the letter, and told him if he ever could right me and himself, to do it; and if he couldn't, to keep his own counsel for his daughter's sake. - If anybody speaks to me, I'll leave the house!'
? ? ? ? We all remained quiet; Agnes covering her face.
? ? ? ? 'Well, my dear friend,' said my aunt, after a pause, 'and you have really extorted the money back from him?'
? ? ? ? 'Why, the fact is,' returned Traddles, 'Mr. Micawber had so completely hemmed him in, and was always ready with so many new points if an old one failed, that he could not escape from us. A most remarkable circumstance is, that I really don't think he grasped this sum even so much for the gratification of his avarice, which was inordinate, as in the hatred he felt for Copperfield. He said so to me, plainly. He said he would even have spent as much, to baulk or injure Copperfield.'
? ? ? ? 'Ha!' said my aunt, knitting her brows thoughtfully, and glancing at Agnes.
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