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On
the
occasion
of
this
domestic
little
party
,
I
did
not
repeat
my
former
extensive
preparations
.
I
merely
provided
a
pair
of
soles
,
a
small
leg
of
mutton
,
and
a
pigeon
-
pie
.
Mrs
.
Crupp
broke
out
into
rebellion
on
my
first
bashful
hint
in
reference
to
the
cooking
of
the
fish
and
joint
,
and
said
,
with
a
dignified
sense
of
injury
,
‘
No
!
No
,
sir
!
You
will
not
ask
me
sich
a
thing
,
for
you
are
better
acquainted
with
me
than
to
suppose
me
capable
of
doing
what
I
cannot
do
with
ampial
satisfaction
to
my
own
feelings
!
’
But
,
in
the
end
,
a
compromise
was
effected
;
and
Mrs
.
Crupp
consented
to
achieve
this
feat
,
on
condition
that
I
dined
from
home
for
a
fortnight
afterwards
.
And
here
I
may
remark
,
that
what
I
underwent
from
Mrs
.
Crupp
,
in
consequence
of
the
tyranny
she
established
over
me
,
was
dreadful
.
I
never
was
so
much
afraid
of
anyone
.
We
made
a
compromise
of
everything
.
If
I
hesitated
,
she
was
taken
with
that
wonderful
disorder
which
was
always
lying
in
ambush
in
her
system
,
ready
,
at
the
shortest
notice
,
to
prey
upon
her
vitals
.
If
I
rang
the
bell
impatiently
,
after
half
-
a
-
dozen
unavailing
modest
pulls
,
and
she
appeared
at
last
—
which
was
not
by
any
means
to
be
relied
upon
—
she
would
appear
with
a
reproachful
aspect
,
sink
breathless
on
a
chair
near
the
door
,
lay
her
hand
upon
her
nankeen
bosom
,
and
become
so
ill
,
that
I
was
glad
,
at
any
sacrifice
of
brandy
or
anything
else
,
to
get
rid
of
her
.
If
I
objected
to
having
my
bed
made
at
five
o
’
clock
in
the
afternoon
—
which
I
do
still
think
an
uncomfortable
arrangement
—
one
motion
of
her
hand
towards
the
same
nankeen
region
of
wounded
sensibility
was
enough
to
make
me
falter
an
apology
.
In
short
,
I
would
have
done
anything
in
an
honourable
way
rather
than
give
Mrs
.
Crupp
offence
;
and
she
was
the
terror
of
my
life
.
I
bought
a
second
-
hand
dumb
-
waiter
for
this
dinner
-
party
,
in
preference
to
re
-
engaging
the
handy
young
man
;
against
whom
I
had
conceived
a
prejudice
,
in
consequence
of
meeting
him
in
the
Strand
,
one
Sunday
morning
,
in
a
waistcoat
remarkably
like
one
of
mine
,
which
had
been
missing
since
the
former
occasion
.
The
‘
young
gal
’
was
re
-
engaged
;
but
on
the
stipulation
that
she
should
only
bring
in
the
dishes
,
and
then
withdraw
to
the
landing
-
place
,
beyond
the
outer
door
;
where
a
habit
of
sniffing
she
had
contracted
would
be
lost
upon
the
guests
,
and
where
her
retiring
on
the
plates
would
be
a
physical
impossibility
.
Having
laid
in
the
materials
for
a
bowl
of
punch
,
to
be
compounded
by
Mr
.
Micawber
;
having
provided
a
bottle
of
lavender
-
water
,
two
wax
-
candles
,
a
paper
of
mixed
pins
,
and
a
pincushion
,
to
assist
Mrs
.
Micawber
in
her
toilette
at
my
dressing
-
table
;
having
also
caused
the
fire
in
my
bedroom
to
be
lighted
for
Mrs
.
Micawber
’
s
convenience
;
and
having
laid
the
cloth
with
my
own
hands
,
I
awaited
the
result
with
composure
.
At
the
appointed
time
,
my
three
visitors
arrived
together
.
Mr
.
Micawber
with
more
shirt
-
collar
than
usual
,
and
a
new
ribbon
to
his
eye
-
glass
;
Mrs
.
Micawber
with
her
cap
in
a
whitey
-
brown
paper
parcel
;
Traddles
carrying
the
parcel
,
and
supporting
Mrs
.
Micawber
on
his
arm
.
They
were
all
delighted
with
my
residence
.
When
I
conducted
Mrs
.
Micawber
to
my
dressing
-
table
,
and
she
saw
the
scale
on
which
it
was
prepared
for
her
,
she
was
in
such
raptures
,
that
she
called
Mr
.
Micawber
to
come
in
and
look
.
‘
My
dear
Copperfield
,
’
said
Mr
.
Micawber
,
‘
this
is
luxurious
.
This
is
a
way
of
life
which
reminds
me
of
the
period
when
I
was
myself
in
a
state
of
celibacy
,
and
Mrs
.
Micawber
had
not
yet
been
solicited
to
plight
her
faith
at
the
Hymeneal
altar
.
’
‘
He
means
,
solicited
by
him
,
Mr
.
Copperfield
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Micawber
,
archly
.
‘
He
cannot
answer
for
others
.
’
