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- Дэвид Копперфильд
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‘
Do
you
want
to
spend
anything
now
?
’
he
asked
me
.
‘
No
thank
you
,
’
I
replied
.
‘
You
can
,
if
you
like
,
you
know
,
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
Say
the
word
.
’
‘
No
,
thank
you
,
sir
,
’
I
repeated
.
‘
Perhaps
you
’
d
like
to
spend
a
couple
of
shillings
or
so
,
in
a
bottle
of
currant
wine
by
and
by
,
up
in
the
bedroom
?
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
You
belong
to
my
bedroom
,
I
find
.
’
It
certainly
had
not
occurred
to
me
before
,
but
I
said
,
Yes
,
I
should
like
that
.
‘
Very
good
,
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
You
’
ll
be
glad
to
spend
another
shilling
or
so
,
in
almond
cakes
,
I
dare
say
?
’
I
said
,
Yes
,
I
should
like
that
,
too
.
‘
And
another
shilling
or
so
in
biscuits
,
and
another
in
fruit
,
eh
?
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
I
say
,
young
Copperfield
,
you
’
re
going
it
!
’
I
smiled
because
he
smiled
,
but
I
was
a
little
troubled
in
my
mind
,
too
.
