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‘
On
‘
One
‘
Who
‘
Is
‘
Ever
yours
,
‘
WILKINS
MICAWBER
.
’
I
was
glad
to
find
that
Mr
.
Micawber
had
got
rid
of
his
dust
and
ashes
,
and
that
something
really
had
turned
up
at
last
.
Learning
from
Traddles
that
the
invitation
referred
to
the
evening
then
wearing
away
,
I
expressed
my
readiness
to
do
honour
to
it
;
and
we
went
off
together
to
the
lodging
which
Mr
.
Micawber
occupied
as
Mr
.
Mortimer
,
and
which
was
situated
near
the
top
of
the
Gray
’
s
Inn
Road
.
The
resources
of
this
lodging
were
so
limited
,
that
we
found
the
twins
,
now
some
eight
or
nine
years
old
,
reposing
in
a
turn
-
up
bedstead
in
the
family
sitting
-
room
,
where
Mr
.
Micawber
had
prepared
,
in
a
wash
-
hand
-
stand
jug
,
what
he
called
‘
a
Brew
’
of
the
agreeable
beverage
for
which
he
was
famous
.
I
had
the
pleasure
,
on
this
occasion
,
of
renewing
the
acquaintance
of
Master
Micawber
,
whom
I
found
a
promising
boy
of
about
twelve
or
thirteen
,
very
subject
to
that
restlessness
of
limb
which
is
not
an
unfrequent
phenomenon
in
youths
of
his
age
.
I
also
became
once
more
known
to
his
sister
,
Miss
Micawber
,
in
whom
,
as
Mr
.
Micawber
told
us
,
‘
her
mother
renewed
her
youth
,
like
the
Phoenix
’
.
‘
My
dear
Copperfield
,
’
said
Mr
.
Micawber
,
‘
yourself
and
Mr
.
Traddles
find
us
on
the
brink
of
migration
,
and
will
excuse
any
little
discomforts
incidental
to
that
position
.
’
