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‘
A
what
?
—
where
is
he
?
’
said
Steerforth
.
Here
somebody
cried
out
,
‘
Shame
,
J
.
Steerforth
!
Too
bad
!
’
It
was
Traddles
;
whom
Mr
.
Mell
instantly
discomfited
by
bidding
him
hold
his
tongue
.
-
‘
To
insult
one
who
is
not
fortunate
in
life
,
sir
,
and
who
never
gave
you
the
least
offence
,
and
the
many
reasons
for
not
insulting
whom
you
are
old
enough
and
wise
enough
to
understand
,
’
said
Mr
.
Mell
,
with
his
lips
trembling
more
and
more
,
‘
you
commit
a
mean
and
base
action
.
You
can
sit
down
or
stand
up
as
you
please
,
sir
.
Copperfield
,
go
on
.
’
‘
Young
Copperfield
,
’
said
Steerforth
,
coming
forward
up
the
room
,
‘
stop
a
bit
.
I
tell
you
what
,
Mr
.
Mell
,
once
for
all
.
When
you
take
the
liberty
of
calling
me
mean
or
base
,
or
anything
of
that
sort
,
you
are
an
impudent
beggar
.
You
are
always
a
beggar
,
you
know
;
but
when
you
do
that
,
you
are
an
impudent
beggar
.
’
I
am
not
clear
whether
he
was
going
to
strike
Mr
.
Mell
,
or
Mr
.
Mell
was
going
to
strike
him
,
or
there
was
any
such
intention
on
either
side
.
I
saw
a
rigidity
come
upon
the
whole
school
as
if
they
had
been
turned
into
stone
,
and
found
Mr
.
Creakle
in
the
midst
of
us
,
with
Tungay
at
his
side
,
and
Mrs
.
and
Miss
Creakle
looking
in
at
the
door
as
if
they
were
frightened
.
Mr
.
Mell
,
with
his
elbows
on
his
desk
and
his
face
in
his
hands
,
sat
,
for
some
moments
,
quite
still
.
‘
Mr
.
Mell
,
’
said
Mr
.
Creakle
,
shaking
him
by
the
arm
;
and
his
whisper
was
so
audible
now
,
that
Tungay
felt
it
unnecessary
to
repeat
his
words
;
‘
you
have
not
forgotten
yourself
,
I
hope
?
’
‘
No
,
sir
,
no
,
’
returned
the
Master
,
showing
his
face
,
and
shaking
his
head
,
and
rubbing
his
hands
in
great
agitation
.
‘
No
,
sir
.
No
.
I
have
remembered
myself
,
I
—
no
,
Mr
.
Creakle
,
I
have
not
forgotten
myself
,
I
—
I
have
remembered
myself
,
sir
.
I
—
I
—
could
wish
you
had
remembered
me
a
little
sooner
,
Mr
.
Creakle
.
It
—
it
—
would
have
been
more
kind
,
sir
,
more
just
,
sir
.
It
would
have
saved
me
something
,
sir
.
’
Mr
.
Creakle
,
looking
hard
at
Mr
.
Mell
,
put
his
hand
on
Tungay
’
s
shoulder
,
and
got
his
feet
upon
the
form
close
by
,
and
sat
upon
the
desk
.
After
still
looking
hard
at
Mr
.
Mell
from
his
throne
,
as
he
shook
his
head
,
and
rubbed
his
hands
,
and
remained
in
the
same
state
of
agitation
,
Mr
.
Creakle
turned
to
Steerforth
,
and
said
:
‘
Now
,
sir
,
as
he
don
’
t
condescend
to
tell
me
,
what
is
this
?
’
