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She
would
have
dismissed
the
subject
so
,
but
I
was
too
full
of
it
to
allow
that
,
and
insisted
on
telling
her
how
it
happened
that
I
had
disgraced
myself
,
and
what
chain
of
accidental
circumstances
had
had
the
theatre
for
its
final
link
.
It
was
a
great
relief
to
me
to
do
this
,
and
to
enlarge
on
the
obligation
that
I
owed
to
Steerforth
for
his
care
of
me
when
I
was
unable
to
take
care
of
myself
.
‘
You
must
not
forget
,
’
said
Agnes
,
calmly
changing
the
conversation
as
soon
as
I
had
concluded
,
‘
that
you
are
always
to
tell
me
,
not
only
when
you
fall
into
trouble
,
but
when
you
fall
in
love
.
Who
has
succeeded
to
Miss
Larkins
,
Trotwood
?
’
‘
No
one
,
Agnes
.
’
‘
Someone
,
Trotwood
,
’
said
Agnes
,
laughing
,
and
holding
up
her
finger
.
‘
No
,
Agnes
,
upon
my
word
!
There
is
a
lady
,
certainly
,
at
Mrs
.
Steerforth
’
s
house
,
who
is
very
clever
,
and
whom
I
like
to
talk
to
-
Miss
Dartle
—
but
I
don
’
t
adore
her
.
’
Agnes
laughed
again
at
her
own
penetration
,
and
told
me
that
if
I
were
faithful
to
her
in
my
confidence
she
thought
she
should
keep
a
little
register
of
my
violent
attachments
,
with
the
date
,
duration
,
and
termination
of
each
,
like
the
table
of
the
reigns
of
the
kings
and
queens
,
in
the
History
of
England
.
Then
she
asked
me
if
I
had
seen
Uriah
.
‘
Uriah
Heep
?
’
said
I
.
‘
No
.
Is
he
in
London
?
’
‘
He
comes
to
the
office
downstairs
,
every
day
,
’
returned
Agnes
.
‘
He
was
in
London
a
week
before
me
.
I
am
afraid
on
disagreeable
business
,
Trotwood
.
’
‘
On
some
business
that
makes
you
uneasy
,
Agnes
,
I
see
,
’
said
I
.
‘
What
can
that
be
?
’
