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As
I
think
of
them
going
up
and
down
before
those
schoolroom
windows
—
the
Doctor
reading
with
his
complacent
smile
,
an
occasional
flourish
of
the
manuscript
,
or
grave
motion
of
his
head
;
and
Mr
.
Dick
listening
,
enchained
by
interest
,
with
his
poor
wits
calmly
wandering
God
knows
where
,
upon
the
wings
of
hard
words
—
I
think
of
it
as
one
of
the
pleasantest
things
,
in
a
quiet
way
,
that
I
have
ever
seen
.
I
feel
as
if
they
might
go
walking
to
and
fro
for
ever
,
and
the
world
might
somehow
be
the
better
for
it
—
as
if
a
thousand
things
it
makes
a
noise
about
,
were
not
one
half
so
good
for
it
,
or
me
.
Agnes
was
one
of
Mr
.
Dick
’
s
friends
,
very
soon
;
and
in
often
coming
to
the
house
,
he
made
acquaintance
with
Uriah
.
The
friendship
between
himself
and
me
increased
continually
,
and
it
was
maintained
on
this
odd
footing
:
that
,
while
Mr
.
Dick
came
professedly
to
look
after
me
as
my
guardian
,
he
always
consulted
me
in
any
little
matter
of
doubt
that
arose
,
and
invariably
guided
himself
by
my
advice
;
not
only
having
a
high
respect
for
my
native
sagacity
,
but
considering
that
I
inherited
a
good
deal
from
my
aunt
.
One
Thursday
morning
,
when
I
was
about
to
walk
with
Mr
.
Dick
from
the
hotel
to
the
coach
office
before
going
back
to
school
(
for
we
had
an
hour
’
s
school
before
breakfast
)
,
I
met
Uriah
in
the
street
,
who
reminded
me
of
the
promise
I
had
made
to
take
tea
with
himself
and
his
mother
:
adding
,
with
a
writhe
,
‘
But
I
didn
’
t
expect
you
to
keep
it
,
Master
Copperfield
,
we
’
re
so
very
umble
.
’
I
really
had
not
yet
been
able
to
make
up
my
mind
whether
I
liked
Uriah
or
detested
him
;
and
I
was
very
doubtful
about
it
still
,
as
I
stood
looking
him
in
the
face
in
the
street
.
But
I
felt
it
quite
an
affront
to
be
supposed
proud
,
and
said
I
only
wanted
to
be
asked
.
‘
Oh
,
if
that
’
s
all
,
Master
Copperfield
,
’
said
Uriah
,
‘
and
it
really
isn
’
t
our
umbleness
that
prevents
you
,
will
you
come
this
evening
?
But
if
it
is
our
umbleness
,
I
hope
you
won
’
t
mind
owning
to
it
,
Master
Copperfield
;
for
we
are
well
aware
of
our
condition
.
’
I
said
I
would
mention
it
to
Mr
.
Wickfield
,
and
if
he
approved
,
as
I
had
no
doubt
he
would
,
I
would
come
with
pleasure
.
So
,
at
six
o
’
clock
that
evening
,
which
was
one
of
the
early
office
evenings
,
I
announced
myself
as
ready
,
to
Uriah
.
‘
Mother
will
be
proud
,
indeed
,
’
he
said
,
as
we
walked
away
together
.
‘
Or
she
would
be
proud
,
if
it
wasn
’
t
sinful
,
Master
Copperfield
.
’
‘
Yet
you
didn
’
t
mind
supposing
I
was
proud
this
morning
,
’
I
returned
.
‘
Oh
dear
,
no
,
Master
Copperfield
!
’
returned
Uriah
.
