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‘
I
am
sure
,
’
said
Uriah
,
writhing
himself
into
the
silence
like
a
Conger
-
eel
,
‘
that
this
is
a
subject
full
of
unpleasantness
to
everybody
.
But
since
we
have
got
so
far
,
I
ought
to
take
the
liberty
of
mentioning
that
Copperfield
has
noticed
it
too
.
’
I
turned
upon
him
,
and
asked
him
how
he
dared
refer
to
me
!
‘
Oh
!
it
’
s
very
kind
of
you
,
Copperfield
,
’
returned
Uriah
,
undulating
all
over
,
‘
and
we
all
know
what
an
amiable
character
yours
is
;
but
you
know
that
the
moment
I
spoke
to
you
the
other
night
,
you
knew
what
I
meant
.
You
know
you
knew
what
I
meant
,
Copperfield
.
Don
’
t
deny
it
!
You
deny
it
with
the
best
intentions
;
but
don
’
t
do
it
,
Copperfield
.
’
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I
saw
the
mild
eye
of
the
good
old
Doctor
turned
upon
me
for
a
moment
,
and
I
felt
that
the
confession
of
my
old
misgivings
and
remembrances
was
too
plainly
written
in
my
face
to
be
overlooked
.
It
was
of
no
use
raging
.
I
could
not
undo
that
.
Say
what
I
would
,
I
could
not
unsay
it
.
We
were
silent
again
,
and
remained
so
,
until
the
Doctor
rose
and
walked
twice
or
thrice
across
the
room
.
Presently
he
returned
to
where
his
chair
stood
;
and
,
leaning
on
the
back
of
it
,
and
occasionally
putting
his
handkerchief
to
his
eyes
,
with
a
simple
honesty
that
did
him
more
honour
,
to
my
thinking
,
than
any
disguise
he
could
have
effected
,
said
:
‘
I
have
been
much
to
blame
.
I
believe
I
have
been
very
much
to
blame
.
I
have
exposed
one
whom
I
hold
in
my
heart
,
to
trials
and
aspersions
—
I
call
them
aspersions
,
even
to
have
been
conceived
in
anybody
’
s
inmost
mind
—
of
which
she
never
,
but
for
me
,
could
have
been
the
object
.
’
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Uriah
Heep
gave
a
kind
of
snivel
.
I
think
to
express
sympathy
.
‘
Of
which
my
Annie
,
’
said
the
Doctor
,
‘
never
,
but
for
me
,
could
have
been
the
object
.
Gentlemen
,
I
am
old
now
,
as
you
know
;
I
do
not
feel
,
tonight
,
that
I
have
much
to
live
for
.
But
my
life
—
my
Life
—
upon
the
truth
and
honour
of
the
dear
lady
who
has
been
the
subject
of
this
conversation
!
’
I
do
not
think
that
the
best
embodiment
of
chivalry
,
the
realization
of
the
handsomest
and
most
romantic
figure
ever
imagined
by
painter
,
could
have
said
this
,
with
a
more
impressive
and
affecting
dignity
than
the
plain
old
Doctor
did
.