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‘
I
beg
,
sir
,
’
he
returned
respectfully
,
‘
that
you
will
be
seated
,
and
allow
me
to
do
this
.
’
With
which
he
took
the
fork
from
my
unresisting
hand
,
and
bent
over
the
gridiron
,
as
if
his
whole
attention
were
concentrated
on
it
.
We
should
not
have
been
much
discomposed
,
I
dare
say
,
by
the
appearance
of
Steerforth
himself
,
but
we
became
in
a
moment
the
meekest
of
the
meek
before
his
respectable
serving
-
man
.
Mr
.
Micawber
,
humming
a
tune
,
to
show
that
he
was
quite
at
ease
,
subsided
into
his
chair
,
with
the
handle
of
a
hastily
concealed
fork
sticking
out
of
the
bosom
of
his
coat
,
as
if
he
had
stabbed
himself
.
Mrs
.
Micawber
put
on
her
brown
gloves
,
and
assumed
a
genteel
languor
.
Traddles
ran
his
greasy
hands
through
his
hair
,
and
stood
it
bolt
upright
,
and
stared
in
confusion
on
the
table
-
cloth
.
As
for
me
,
I
was
a
mere
infant
at
the
head
of
my
own
table
;
and
hardly
ventured
to
glance
at
the
respectable
phenomenon
,
who
had
come
from
Heaven
knows
where
,
to
put
my
establishment
to
rights
.
Meanwhile
he
took
the
mutton
off
the
gridiron
,
and
gravely
handed
it
round
.
We
all
took
some
,
but
our
appreciation
of
it
was
gone
,
and
we
merely
made
a
show
of
eating
it
.
As
we
severally
pushed
away
our
plates
,
he
noiselessly
removed
them
,
and
set
on
the
cheese
.
He
took
that
off
,
too
,
when
it
was
done
with
;
cleared
the
table
;
piled
everything
on
the
dumb
-
waiter
;
gave
us
our
wine
-
glasses
;
and
,
of
his
own
accord
,
wheeled
the
dumb
-
waiter
into
the
pantry
.
All
this
was
done
in
a
perfect
manner
,
and
he
never
raised
his
eyes
from
what
he
was
about
.
Yet
his
very
elbows
,
when
he
had
his
back
towards
me
,
seemed
to
teem
with
the
expression
of
his
fixed
opinion
that
I
was
extremely
young
.
‘
Can
I
do
anything
more
,
sir
?
’
I
thanked
him
and
said
,
No
;
but
would
he
take
no
dinner
himself
?
‘
None
,
I
am
obliged
to
you
,
sir
.
’
‘
Is
Mr
.
Steerforth
coming
from
Oxford
?
’
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
?
’
‘
Is
Mr
.
Steerforth
coming
from
Oxford
?
’
‘
I
should
imagine
that
he
might
be
here
tomorrow
,
sir
.
I
rather
thought
he
might
have
been
here
today
,
sir
.
The
mistake
is
mine
,
no
doubt
,
sir
.
’
