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‘
Why
,
you
see
we
wasn
’
t
aware
,
sir
,
’
returned
the
waiter
,
still
apologetically
,
‘
as
Mr
.
Copperfield
was
anyways
particular
.
We
can
give
Mr
.
Copperfield
seventy
-
two
,
sir
,
if
it
would
be
preferred
.
Next
you
,
sir
.
’
‘
Of
course
it
would
be
preferred
,
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
And
do
it
at
once
’
The
waiter
immediately
withdrew
to
make
the
exchange
.
Steerforth
,
very
much
amused
at
my
having
been
put
into
forty
-
four
,
laughed
again
,
and
clapped
me
on
the
shoulder
again
,
and
invited
me
to
breakfast
with
him
next
morning
at
ten
o
’
clock
—
an
invitation
I
was
only
too
proud
and
happy
to
accept
.
It
being
now
pretty
late
,
we
took
our
candles
and
went
upstairs
,
where
we
parted
with
friendly
heartiness
at
his
door
,
and
where
I
found
my
new
room
a
great
improvement
on
my
old
one
,
it
not
being
at
all
musty
,
and
having
an
immense
four
-
post
bedstead
in
it
,
which
was
quite
a
little
landed
estate
.
Here
,
among
pillows
enough
for
six
,
I
soon
fell
asleep
in
a
blissful
condition
,
and
dreamed
of
ancient
Rome
,
Steerforth
,
and
friendship
,
until
the
early
morning
coaches
,
rumbling
out
of
the
archway
underneath
,
made
me
dream
of
thunder
and
the
gods
.
When
the
chambermaid
tapped
at
my
door
at
eight
o
’
clock
,
and
informed
me
that
my
shaving
-
water
was
outside
,
I
felt
severely
the
having
no
occasion
for
it
,
and
blushed
in
my
bed
.
The
suspicion
that
she
laughed
too
,
when
she
said
it
,
preyed
upon
my
mind
all
the
time
I
was
dressing
;
and
gave
me
,
I
was
conscious
,
a
sneaking
and
guilty
air
when
I
passed
her
on
the
staircase
,
as
I
was
going
down
to
breakfast
.
I
was
so
sensitively
aware
,
indeed
,
of
being
younger
than
I
could
have
wished
,
that
for
some
time
I
could
not
make
up
my
mind
to
pass
her
at
all
,
under
the
ignoble
circumstances
of
the
case
;
but
,
hearing
her
there
with
a
broom
,
stood
peeping
out
of
window
at
King
Charles
on
horseback
,
surrounded
by
a
maze
of
hackney
-
coaches
,
and
looking
anything
but
regal
in
a
drizzling
rain
and
a
dark
-
brown
fog
,
until
I
was
admonished
by
the
waiter
that
the
gentleman
was
waiting
for
me
.
It
was
not
in
the
coffee
-
room
that
I
found
Steerforth
expecting
me
,
but
in
a
snug
private
apartment
,
red
-
curtained
and
Turkey
-
carpeted
,
where
the
fire
burnt
bright
,
and
a
fine
hot
breakfast
was
set
forth
on
a
table
covered
with
a
clean
cloth
;
and
a
cheerful
miniature
of
the
room
,
the
fire
,
the
breakfast
,
Steerforth
,
and
all
,
was
shining
in
the
little
round
mirror
over
the
sideboard
.
I
was
rather
bashful
at
first
,
Steerforth
being
so
self
-
possessed
,
and
elegant
,
and
superior
to
me
in
all
respects
(
age
included
)
;
but
his
easy
patronage
soon
put
that
to
rights
,
and
made
me
quite
at
home
.
I
could
not
enough
admire
the
change
he
had
wrought
in
the
Golden
Cross
;
or
compare
the
dull
forlorn
state
I
had
held
yesterday
,
with
this
morning
’
s
comfort
and
this
morning
’
s
entertainment
.
As
to
the
waiter
’
s
familiarity
,
it
was
quenched
as
if
it
had
never
been
.
He
attended
on
us
,
as
I
may
say
,
in
sackcloth
and
ashes
.
‘
Now
,
Copperfield
,
’
said
Steerforth
,
when
we
were
alone
,
‘
I
should
like
to
hear
what
you
are
doing
,
and
where
you
are
going
,
and
all
about
you
.
I
feel
as
if
you
were
my
property
.
’
Glowing
with
pleasure
to
find
that
he
had
still
this
interest
in
me
,
I
told
him
how
my
aunt
had
proposed
the
little
expedition
that
I
had
before
me
,
and
whither
it
tended
.
‘
As
you
are
in
no
hurry
,
then
,
’
said
Steerforth
,
‘
come
home
with
me
to
Highgate
,
and
stay
a
day
or
two
.
You
will
be
pleased
with
my
mother
—
she
is
a
little
vain
and
prosy
about
me
,
but
that
you
can
forgive
her
—
and
she
will
be
pleased
with
you
.
’
‘
I
should
like
to
be
as
sure
of
that
,
as
you
are
kind
enough
to
say
you
are
,
’
I
answered
,
smiling
.
‘
Oh
!
’
said
Steerforth
,
‘
everyone
who
likes
me
,
has
a
claim
on
her
that
is
sure
to
be
acknowledged
.
’
