Dicken's works . er the door-step, and came away through the I iback-passage where the pantry is. Mrs. Strong opened the window, and went outinto the veranda, where she stood leaning against apillar. But now isnt it, Miss Trotwood, isnt it, David,invigorating, said Mrs. Markleham, mechanicallyfollowing her with her eyes, to find a man at Doc-tor Strongs time of life, with the strength of mindto do this kind of thing ? It only shows how right Iwas. I said to Annie, when Doctor Strong paid avery nattering visit to myself, and made her thesubject of a declaration and an offer, I said, • Mydear, t
Dicken's works . er the door-step, and came away through the I iback-passage where the pantry is. Mrs. Strong opened the window, and went outinto the veranda, where she stood leaning against apillar. But now isnt it, Miss Trotwood, isnt it, David,invigorating, said Mrs. Markleham, mechanicallyfollowing her with her eyes, to find a man at Doc-tor Strongs time of life, with the strength of mindto do this kind of thing ? It only shows how right Iwas. I said to Annie, when Doctor Strong paid avery nattering visit to myself, and made her thesubject of a declaration and an offer, I said, • Mydear, there is no doubt whatever, in my opinion, wirhreference to a suitable provision for you, thatDoctor Strong will do more than he binds himselfto do. Here the bell rang, and we heard the sound of thevisitors feet as they went out. Its all over, no doubt, said the Old Soldierafter listening; the dear creature has signed,sealed, and delivered, and his minds at rest. Wellit may be ! What a mind! Annie, my love, I am. DAVID COPPERFEELD. 113 going to the study with my paper, for I am a poorcreature without news. Miss Trotwood, David, praycome and see the Doctor. I was conscious of Mr. Dicks standing in theshadow of the room, shutting up his knife, when weaccompanied her to the study ; and of my auntsrubbing her nose violently, by the way, as a mildvent for her intolerance of our military friend; butwho got first into the study, or how Mrs. Marklehauisettled herself in a moment in her easy-chair, or howmy aunt and I came to be left together near thedoor (unless her eyes were quicker than mine, andshe held me back), I have forgotten, if I ever this I know, — that we saw the Doctor before hesaw us, sitting at his table, among the folio volumesin which he delighted, resting his head calmly on hishand. That, in the same moment, we saw glide in, pale and trembling. That Mr. Dicksupported her on his arm. That he laid his otherhand upon the Doctors arm, causing him to
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