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pretending that I was a dog, and patting and soothing me, lest I should bite, and saying, 'Lie down, sir!' and calling me Towzer. This was naturally confusing, among so many strangers, and cost me some tears, but on the whole it was much better than I had anticipated. I was not considered as being formally received into the school, however, until J. Steerforth arrived. Before this boy, who was reputed to be a great scholar, and was very good-looking, and at least half-a-dozen years my senior, I was carried as before a magistrate. He inquired, under a shed in the playground, into the particulars of my punishment, and was pleased to express his opinion that it was 'a jolly shame'; for which I became bound to him ever afterwards. 'What money have you got, Copperfield?' he said, walking aside with me when he had disposed of my affair in these terms. I told him seven shillings. 'You had better give it to me to take care of,' he said. 'At least, you can if you like. You needn't if you don't like.' I hastened to comply with his friendly suggestion, and opening Peggotty's purse, turned it upside down into his hand. 'Do you want to spend anything now?' he asked me. 'No thank you,' I replied. 'You can, if you like, you know,' said Steerforth. 'Say the word.' 'No, thank you, sir,' I repeated. 'Perhaps you'd like to spend a couple of shillings or so, in a bottle of currant wine by and by, up in the bedroom?' said Steerforth. 'You belong to my bedroom, I find.' It certainly had not occurred to me before, but I said, Yes, I should like that. 'Very good,' said Steerforth. 'You'll be glad to spend another shilling or so, in almond cakes, I dare say?' I said, Yes, I should like that, too. |
