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- Дэвид Копперфильд
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Chillip
,
surveying
me
with
his
head
on
one
side
.
‘
And
it
’
s
Mr
.
Copperfield
,
is
it
?
Well
,
sir
,
I
think
I
should
have
known
you
,
if
I
had
taken
the
liberty
of
looking
more
closely
at
you
.
There
’
s
a
strong
resemblance
between
you
and
your
poor
father
,
sir
.
’
‘
I
never
had
the
happiness
of
seeing
my
father
,
’
I
observed
.
‘
Very
true
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
,
in
a
soothing
tone
.
‘
And
very
much
to
be
deplored
it
was
,
on
all
accounts
!
We
are
not
ignorant
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
,
slowly
shaking
his
little
head
again
,
‘
down
in
our
part
of
the
country
,
of
your
fame
.
There
must
be
great
excitement
here
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
,
tapping
himself
on
the
forehead
with
his
forefinger
.
‘
You
must
find
it
a
trying
occupation
,
sir
!
’
‘
What
is
your
part
of
the
country
now
?
’
I
asked
,
seating
myself
near
him
.
‘
I
am
established
within
a
few
miles
of
Bury
St
.
Edmund
’
s
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
.
‘
Mrs
.
Chillip
,
coming
into
a
little
property
in
that
neighbourhood
,
under
her
father
’
s
will
,
I
bought
a
practice
down
there
,
in
which
you
will
be
glad
to
hear
I
am
doing
well
.
My
daughter
is
growing
quite
a
tall
lass
now
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
,
giving
his
little
head
another
little
shake
.
‘
Her
mother
let
down
two
tucks
in
her
frocks
only
last
week
.
Such
is
time
,
you
see
,
sir
!
’
As
the
little
man
put
his
now
empty
glass
to
his
lips
,
when
he
made
this
reflection
,
I
proposed
to
him
to
have
it
refilled
,
and
I
would
keep
him
company
with
another
.
‘
Well
,
sir
,
’
he
returned
,
in
his
slow
way
,
‘
it
’
s
more
than
I
am
accustomed
to
;
but
I
can
’
t
deny
myself
the
pleasure
of
your
conversation
.
It
seems
but
yesterday
that
I
had
the
honour
of
attending
you
in
the
measles
.
You
came
through
them
charmingly
,
sir
!
’
I
acknowledged
this
compliment
,
and
ordered
the
negus
,
which
was
soon
produced
.
‘
Quite
an
uncommon
dissipation
!
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
,
stirring
it
,
‘
but
I
can
’
t
resist
so
extraordinary
an
occasion
.
You
have
no
family
,
sir
?
’
I
shook
my
head
.
‘
I
was
aware
that
you
sustained
a
bereavement
,
sir
,
some
time
ago
,
’
said
Mr
.
Chillip
.
‘
I
heard
it
from
your
father
-
in
-
law
’
s
sister
.
Very
decided
character
there
,
sir
?
’
