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'My dear Copperfield,' cried Traddles, punctually appearing at my door, in spite of all these obstacles, 'how do you do?' 'My dear Traddles,' said I, 'I am delighted to see you at last, and very sorry I have not been at home before. But I have been so much engaged -' 'Yes, yes, I know,' said Traddles, 'of course. Yours lives in London, I think.' 'What did you say?' 'She - excuse me - Miss D., you know,' said Traddles, colouring in his great delicacy, 'lives in London, I believe?' 'Oh yes. Near London.' 'Mine, perhaps you recollect,' said Traddles, with a serious look, 'lives down in Devonshire - one of ten. Consequently, I am not so much engaged as you - in that sense.' 'I wonder you can bear,' I returned, 'to see her so seldom.' 'Hah!' said Traddles, thoughtfully. 'It does seem a wonder. I suppose it is, Copperfield, because there is no help for it?' 'I suppose so,' I replied with a smile, and not without a blush. 'And because you have so much constancy and patience, Traddles.' 'Dear me!' said Traddles, considering about it, 'do I strike you in that way, Copperfield? Really I didn't know that I had. But she is such an extraordinarily dear girl herself, that it's possible she may have imparted something of those virtues to me. Now you mention it, Copperfield, I shouldn't wonder at all. I assure you she is always forgetting herself, and taking care of the other nine.' 'Is she the eldest?' I inquired. 'Oh dear, no,' said Traddles. 'The eldest is a Beauty.' He saw, I suppose, that I could not help smiling at the simplicity of this reply; and added, with a smile upon his own ingenuous face: |
