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‘
My
life
!
’
said
Mr
.
Micawber
,
taking
her
in
his
arms
.
‘
I
am
perfectly
aware
of
it
.
’
‘
He
is
the
parent
of
my
children
!
He
is
the
father
of
my
twins
!
He
is
the
husband
of
my
affections
,
’
cried
Mrs
.
Micawber
,
struggling
;
‘
and
I
ne
—
ver
—
will
—
desert
Mr
.
Micawber
!
’
Mr
.
Micawber
was
so
deeply
affected
by
this
proof
of
her
devotion
(
as
to
me
,
I
was
dissolved
in
tears
)
,
that
he
hung
over
her
in
a
passionate
manner
,
imploring
her
to
look
up
,
and
to
be
calm
.
But
the
more
he
asked
Mrs
.
Micawber
to
look
up
,
the
more
she
fixed
her
eyes
on
nothing
;
and
the
more
he
asked
her
to
compose
herself
,
the
more
she
wouldn
’
t
.
Consequently
Mr
.
Micawber
was
soon
so
overcome
,
that
he
mingled
his
tears
with
hers
and
mine
;
until
he
begged
me
to
do
him
the
favour
of
taking
a
chair
on
the
staircase
,
while
he
got
her
into
bed
.
I
would
have
taken
my
leave
for
the
night
,
but
he
would
not
hear
of
my
doing
that
until
the
strangers
’
bell
should
ring
.
So
I
sat
at
the
staircase
window
,
until
he
came
out
with
another
chair
and
joined
me
.
‘
How
is
Mrs
.
Micawber
now
,
sir
?
’
I
said
.
‘
Very
low
,
’
said
Mr
.
Micawber
,
shaking
his
head
;
‘
reaction
.
Ah
,
this
has
been
a
dreadful
day
!
We
stand
alone
now
—
everything
is
gone
from
us
!
’
Mr
.
Micawber
pressed
my
hand
,
and
groaned
,
and
afterwards
shed
tears
.
I
was
greatly
touched
,
and
disappointed
too
,
for
I
had
expected
that
we
should
be
quite
gay
on
this
happy
and
long
-
looked
-
for
occasion
.
But
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Micawber
were
so
used
to
their
old
difficulties
,
I
think
,
that
they
felt
quite
shipwrecked
when
they
came
to
consider
that
they
were
released
from
them
.
All
their
elasticity
was
departed
,
and
I
never
saw
them
half
so
wretched
as
on
this
night
;
insomuch
that
when
the
bell
rang
,
and
Mr
.
Micawber
walked
with
me
to
the
lodge
,
and
parted
from
me
there
with
a
blessing
,
I
felt
quite
afraid
to
leave
him
by
himself
,
he
was
so
profoundly
miserable
.
But
through
all
the
confusion
and
lowness
of
spirits
in
which
we
had
been
,
so
unexpectedly
to
me
,
involved
,
I
plainly
discerned
that
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Micawber
and
their
family
were
going
away
from
London
,
and
that
a
parting
between
us
was
near
at
hand
.
It
was
in
my
walk
home
that
night
,
and
in
the
sleepless
hours
which
followed
when
I
lay
in
bed
,
that
the
thought
first
occurred
to
me
—
though
I
don
’
t
know
how
it
came
into
my
head
—
which
afterwards
shaped
itself
into
a
settled
resolution
.
I
had
grown
to
be
so
accustomed
to
the
Micawbers
,
and
had
been
so
intimate
with
them
in
their
distresses
,
and
was
so
utterly
friendless
without
them
,
that
the
prospect
of
being
thrown
upon
some
new
shift
for
a
lodging
,
and
going
once
more
among
unknown
people
,
was
like
being
that
moment
turned
adrift
into
my
present
life
,
with
such
a
knowledge
of
it
ready
made
as
experience
had
given
me
.
All
the
sensitive
feelings
it
wounded
so
cruelly
,
all
the
shame
and
misery
it
kept
alive
within
my
breast
,
became
more
poignant
as
I
thought
of
this
;
and
I
determined
that
the
life
was
unendurable
.
