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‘
To
tell
you
the
truth
(
at
which
you
will
not
be
offended
)
,
I
came
Out
to
walk
alone
,
because
I
have
had
so
much
company
.
’
He
looked
at
me
sideways
,
and
said
with
his
hardest
grin
,
‘
You
mean
mother
.
’
‘
Why
yes
,
I
do
,
’
said
I
.
‘
Ah
!
But
you
know
we
’
re
so
very
umble
,
’
he
returned
.
‘
And
having
such
a
knowledge
of
our
own
umbleness
,
we
must
really
take
care
that
we
’
re
not
pushed
to
the
wall
by
them
as
isn
’
t
umble
.
All
stratagems
are
fair
in
love
,
sir
.
’
Raising
his
great
hands
until
they
touched
his
chin
,
he
rubbed
them
softly
,
and
softly
chuckled
;
looking
as
like
a
malevolent
baboon
,
I
thought
,
as
anything
human
could
look
.
‘
You
see
,
’
he
said
,
still
hugging
himself
in
that
unpleasant
way
,
and
shaking
his
head
at
me
,
‘
you
’
re
quite
a
dangerous
rival
,
Master
Copperfield
.
You
always
was
,
you
know
.
’
‘
Do
you
set
a
watch
upon
Miss
Wickfield
,
and
make
her
home
no
home
,
because
of
me
?
’
said
I
.
‘
Oh
!
Master
Copperfield
!
Those
are
very
arsh
words
,
’
he
replied
.
‘
Put
my
meaning
into
any
words
you
like
,
’
said
I
.
‘
You
know
what
it
is
,
Uriah
,
as
well
as
I
do
.
’
‘
Oh
no
!
You
must
put
it
into
words
,
’
he
said
.
‘
Oh
,
really
!
I
couldn
’
t
myself
.
’
