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Mr
.
Spenlow
seemed
quite
cowed
by
the
gentlemanly
sternness
of
Miss
Murdstone
’
s
manner
,
and
deprecated
her
severity
with
a
conciliatory
little
wave
of
his
hand
.
‘
On
my
return
to
Norwood
,
after
the
period
of
absence
occasioned
by
my
brother
’
s
marriage
,
’
pursued
Miss
Murdstone
in
a
disdainful
voice
,
‘
and
on
the
return
of
Miss
Spenlow
from
her
visit
to
her
friend
Miss
Mills
,
I
imagined
that
the
manner
of
Miss
Spenlow
gave
me
greater
occasion
for
suspicion
than
before
.
Therefore
I
watched
Miss
Spenlow
closely
.
’
Dear
,
tender
little
Dora
,
so
unconscious
of
this
Dragon
’
s
eye
!
‘
Still
,
’
resumed
Miss
Murdstone
,
‘
I
found
no
proof
until
last
night
.
It
appeared
to
me
that
Miss
Spenlow
received
too
many
letters
from
her
friend
Miss
Mills
;
but
Miss
Mills
being
her
friend
with
her
father
’
s
full
concurrence
,
’
another
telling
blow
at
Mr
.
Spenlow
,
‘
it
was
not
for
me
to
interfere
.
If
I
may
not
be
permitted
to
allude
to
the
natural
depravity
of
the
human
heart
,
at
least
I
may
—
I
must
—
be
permitted
,
so
far
to
refer
to
misplaced
confidence
.
’
Mr
.
Spenlow
apologetically
murmured
his
assent
.
‘
Last
evening
after
tea
,
’
pursued
Miss
Murdstone
,
‘
I
observed
the
little
dog
starting
,
rolling
,
and
growling
about
the
drawing
-
room
,
worrying
something
.
I
said
to
Miss
Spenlow
,
“
Dora
,
what
is
that
the
dog
has
in
his
mouth
?
It
’
s
paper
.
”
Miss
Spenlow
immediately
put
her
hand
to
her
frock
,
gave
a
sudden
cry
,
and
ran
to
the
dog
.
I
interposed
,
and
said
,
“
Dora
,
my
love
,
you
must
permit
me
.
”
’
Oh
Jip
,
miserable
Spaniel
,
this
wretchedness
,
then
,
was
your
work
!
‘
Miss
Spenlow
endeavoured
,
’
said
Miss
Murdstone
,
‘
to
bribe
me
with
kisses
,
work
-
boxes
,
and
small
articles
of
jewellery
—
that
,
of
course
,
I
pass
over
.
The
little
dog
retreated
under
the
sofa
on
my
approaching
him
,
and
was
with
great
difficulty
dislodged
by
the
fire
-
irons
.
Even
when
dislodged
,
he
still
kept
the
letter
in
his
mouth
;
and
on
my
endeavouring
to
take
it
from
him
,
at
the
imminent
risk
of
being
bitten
,
he
kept
it
between
his
teeth
so
pertinaciously
as
to
suffer
himself
to
be
held
suspended
in
the
air
by
means
of
the
document
.
At
length
I
obtained
possession
of
it
.
After
perusing
it
,
I
taxed
Miss
Spenlow
with
having
many
such
letters
in
her
possession
;
and
ultimately
obtained
from
her
the
packet
which
is
now
in
David
Copperfield
’
s
hand
.
’
