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could offer any opposition.
‘Walk in if you please,’ said Miss La Creevy in reply to the
sound of Newman’s knuckles; and in he walked accordingly.
‘Bless us!’ cried Miss La Creevy, starting as Newman bolted in;
‘what did you want, sir?’
‘You have forgotten me,’ said Newman, with an inclination of
the head. ‘I wonder at that. That nobody should remember me
who knew me in other days, is natural enough; but there are few
people who, seeing me once, forget me now.’ He glanced, as he
spoke, at his shabby clothes and paralytic limb, and slightly shook
‘I did forget you, I declare,’ said Miss La Creevy, rising to
receive Newman, who met her half-way, ‘and I am ashamed of
myself for doing so; for you are a kind, good creature, Mr Noggs.
Sit down and tell me all about Miss Nickleby. Poor dear thing! I
haven’t seen her for this many a week.’
‘How’s that?’ asked Newman.
‘Why, the truth is, Mr Noggs,’ said Miss La Creevy, ‘that I have
been out on a visit--the first visit I have made for fifteen years.’
‘That is a long time,’ said Newman, sadly.
‘So it is a very long time to look back upon in years, though,
somehow or other, thank Heaven, the solitary days roll away
peacefully and happily enough,’ replied the miniature painter. ‘I
have a brother, Mr Noggs--the only relation I have--and all that
time I never saw him once. Not that we ever quarrelled, but he
was apprenticed down in the country, and he got married there;
and new ties and affections springing up about him, he forgot a
poor little woman like me, as it was very reasonable he should, you
know. Don’t suppose that I complain about that, because I always