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think we may safely put it down at that。 Well!—That’s all we’ve
got;’ said my aunt; with whom it was an idiosyncrasy; as it is with
some horses; to stop very short when she appeared to be in a fair
way of going on for a long while。
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‘Then;’ said my aunt; after a rest; ‘there’s Dick。 He’s good for a
hundred a…year; but of course that must be expended on himself。 I
would sooner send him away; though I know I am the only person
who appreciates him; than have him; and not spend his money on
himself。 How can Trot and I do best; upon our means? What do
you say; Agnes?’
‘I say; aunt;’ I interposed; ‘that I must do something!’
‘Go for a soldier; do you mean?’ returned my aunt; alarmed; ‘or
go to sea? I won’t hear of it。 You are to be a proctor。 We’re not
going to have any knockings on the head in this family; if you
please; sir。’
I was about to explain that I was not desirous of introducing
that mode of provision into the family; when Agnes inquired if my
rooms were held for any long term?
‘You come to the point; my dear;’ said my aunt。 ‘They are not to
be got rid of; for six months at least; unless they could be underlet;
and that I don’t believe。 The last man died here。 Five people out of
six would die—of course—of that woman in nankeen with the
flannel petticoat。 I have a little ready money; and I agree with you;
the best thing we can do; is; to live the term out here; and get a
bedroom hard by。’
I thought it my duty to hint at the discomfort my aunt would
sustain; from living in a continual state of guerilla warfare with
Mrs。 Crupp; but she disposed of that objection summarily by
declaring that; on the first demonstration of hostilities; she was
prepared to astonish Mrs。 Crupp for the whole remainder of her
natural life。
‘I have been thinking; Trotwood;’ said Agnes; diffidently; ‘that if
you had time—’
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‘I have a good deal of time; Agnes。 I am always disengaged after
four or five o’clock; and I have time early in the morning。 In one
way and another;’ said I; conscious of reddening a little as I
thought of the hours and hours I had devoted to fagging about
town; and to and fro upon the Norwood Road; ‘I have abundance
of time。’
‘I know you would not mind;’ said Agnes; coming to me; and
speaking in a low voice; so full of sweet and hopeful consideration
that I hear it now; ‘the duties of a secretary。’
‘Mind; my dear Agnes?’
‘Because;’ continued Agnes; ‘Doctor Strong has acted on his
intention of retiring; and has come to live in London; and he asked
papa; I know; if he could recommend him one。 Don’t you think he
would rather have his favourite old pupil near him; than anybody
else?’
‘Dear Agnes!’ said I。 ‘What should I do without you! You are
always my good angel。 I told you so。 I never think of you in any
other light。’
Agnes answered with her pleasant laugh; that one good Angel
(meaning Dora) was enough; and went on to remind me that the
Doctor had been used to occupy himself in his study; early in the
morning; and in the evening—and that probably my leisure would
suit his requirements very well。 I was scarcely more delighted with
the prospect of earning my own bread; than with the hope of
earning it under my old master; in short; acting on the advice of
Agnes; I sat down and wrote a letter to the Doctor; stating my
object; and appointing to call on him next day at ten in the
forenoon。 This I addressed to Highgate—for in that place; so
memorable to me; he lived—and went and posted; myself; without
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losing a minute。
Wherever Agnes was; some agreeable token of her noiseless
presence seemed inseparable from the place。 When I came back; I
found my aunt’s birds hanging; just as they had hung so long in
the parlour window of the cottage; and my easy…chair imitating my
aunt’s much easier chair in its position at the open window; and
even the round green fan; which my aunt had brought away with
her; screwed on to the window…sill。 I knew who had done all this;
by its seeming to have quietly done itself; and I should have
known in a moment who had arranged my neglected books in the
old order of my school days; even if I had supposed Agnes to be
miles away; instead of seeing her busy with them; and smiling at
the disorder into which they had fallen。
My aunt was quite gracious on the subject of the Thames (it
really did look very well with the sun upon it; though not like the
sea before the cottage); but she could not relent towards the
London smoke; which; she said; ‘peppered everything’。 A complete
revolution; in which Peggotty bore a prominent part; was being
effected in every corner of my rooms; in regard of this pepper; and
I was looking on; thinking how little even Peggotty seemed to do
with a good deal of bustle; and how much Agnes did without any
bustle at all; when a knock came at the door。
‘I think;’ said Agnes; turning pale; ‘it’s papa。 He promised me
that he would come。’
I opened the door; and admitted; not only Mr。 Wickfield; but
Uriah Heep。 I had not seen Mr。 Wickfield for some time。 I was
prepared for a great change in him; after what I had heard from
Agnes; but his appearance shocked me。
It was not that he looked many years older; though still dressed
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with the old scrupulous cleanliness; or that there was an
unwholesome ruddiness upon his face; or that his eyes were full
and bloodshot; or that there was a nervous trembling in his hand;
the cause of which I knew; and had for some years seen at work。 It
was not that he had lost his good looks; or his old bearing of a
gentleman—for that he had not—but the thing that struck me
most; was; that with the evidences of his native superiority still
upon him; he should submit himself to that crawling
impersonation of meanness; Uriah Heep。 The reversal of the two
natures; in their relative positions; Uriah’s of power and Mr。
Wickfield’s of dependence; was a sight more painful to me than I
can express。 If I had seen an Ape taking command of a Man; I
should hardly have thought it a more degrading spectacle。
He appeared to be only too conscious of it himself。 When he
came in; he stood still; and with his head bowed; as if he felt it。
This was only for a moment; for Agnes softly said to him; ‘Papa!
Here is Miss Trotwood—and Trotwood; whom you have not seen
for a long while!’ and then he approached; and constrainedly gave
my aunt his hand; and shook hands more cordially with me。 In the
moment’s pause I speak of; I saw Uriah’s countenance form itself
into a most ill…favoured smile。 Agnes saw it too; I think; for she
shrank from him。
What my aunt saw; or did not see; I defy the science of
physiognomy to have made out; without her own consent。 I believe
there never was anybody with such an imperturbable
countenance when she chose。 Her face might have been a dead…
wall on the occasion in question; for any light it threw upon her
thoughts; until she broke silence with her usual abruptness。
‘Well; Wickfield!’ said my aunt; and he looked up at her for the
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first time。 ‘I have been telling your daughter how well I have been
disposing of my money for myself; because I couldn’t trust it to
you; as you were growing rusty in business matters。 We have been
taking counsel together; and getting on very well; all things
considered。 Agnes is worth the whole firm; in my opinion。’
‘If I may umbly make the remark;’ said Uriah Heep; with a
writhe; ‘I fully agree with Miss Betsey Trotwood; and should be
only too appy if Miss Agnes was a partner。’
‘You’re a partner yourself; you know;’ returned my aunt; ‘and
that’s about enough for you; I expect。 How do you find yourself;
sir?’
In acknowledgement of this question; addressed t