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‘
Oh
,
believe
me
,
no
!
Such
a
thought
never
came
into
my
head
!
I
shouldn
’
t
have
deemed
it
at
all
proud
if
you
had
thought
US
too
umble
for
you
.
Because
we
are
so
very
umble
.
’
‘
Have
you
been
studying
much
law
lately
?
’
I
asked
,
to
change
the
subject
.
‘
Oh
,
Master
Copperfield
,
’
he
said
,
with
an
air
of
self
-
denial
,
‘
my
reading
is
hardly
to
be
called
study
.
I
have
passed
an
hour
or
two
in
the
evening
,
sometimes
,
with
Mr
.
Tidd
.
’
‘
Rather
hard
,
I
suppose
?
’
said
I
.
‘
He
is
hard
to
me
sometimes
,
’
returned
Uriah
.
‘
But
I
don
’
t
know
what
he
might
be
to
a
gifted
person
.
’
After
beating
a
little
tune
on
his
chin
as
he
walked
on
,
with
the
two
forefingers
of
his
skeleton
right
hand
,
he
added
:
‘
There
are
expressions
,
you
see
,
Master
Copperfield
—
Latin
words
and
terms
—
in
Mr
.
Tidd
,
that
are
trying
to
a
reader
of
my
umble
attainments
.
’
‘
Would
you
like
to
be
taught
Latin
?
’
I
said
briskly
.
‘
I
will
teach
it
you
with
pleasure
,
as
I
learn
it
.
’
‘
Oh
,
thank
you
,
Master
Copperfield
,
’
he
answered
,
shaking
his
head
.
‘
I
am
sure
it
’
s
very
kind
of
you
to
make
the
offer
,
but
I
am
much
too
umble
to
accept
it
.
’
‘
What
nonsense
,
Uriah
!
’
‘
Oh
,
indeed
you
must
excuse
me
,
Master
Copperfield
!
I
am
greatly
obliged
,
and
I
should
like
it
of
all
things
,
I
assure
you
;
but
I
am
far
too
umble
.
