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‘
Say
you
have
no
such
thought
,
dear
Agnes
!
Much
more
than
sister
!
Think
of
the
priceless
gift
of
such
a
heart
as
yours
,
of
such
a
love
as
yours
!
’
Oh
!
long
,
long
afterwards
,
I
saw
that
face
rise
up
before
me
,
with
its
momentary
look
,
not
wondering
,
not
accusing
,
not
regretting
.
Oh
,
long
,
long
afterwards
,
I
saw
that
look
subside
,
as
it
did
now
,
into
the
lovely
smile
,
with
which
she
told
me
she
had
no
fear
for
herself
—
I
need
have
none
for
her
—
and
parted
from
me
by
the
name
of
Brother
,
and
was
gone
!
It
was
dark
in
the
morning
,
when
I
got
upon
the
coach
at
the
inn
door
The
day
was
just
breaking
when
we
were
about
to
start
,
and
then
,
as
I
sat
thinking
of
her
,
came
struggling
up
the
coach
side
,
through
the
mingled
day
and
night
,
Uriah
’
s
head
.
‘
Copperfield
!
’
said
he
,
in
a
croaking
whisper
,
as
he
hung
by
the
iron
on
the
roof
,
‘
I
thought
you
’
d
be
glad
to
hear
before
you
went
off
,
that
there
are
no
squares
broke
between
us
.
I
’
ve
been
into
his
room
already
,
and
we
’
ve
made
it
all
smooth
.
Why
,
though
I
’
m
umble
,
I
’
m
useful
to
him
,
you
know
;
and
he
understands
his
interest
when
he
isn
’
t
in
liquor
!
What
an
agreeable
man
he
is
,
after
all
,
Master
Copperfield
!
’
I
obliged
myself
to
say
that
I
was
glad
he
had
made
his
apology
.
‘
Oh
,
to
be
sure
!
’
said
Uriah
.
‘
When
a
person
’
s
umble
,
you
know
,
what
’
s
an
apology
?
So
easy
!
I
say
!
I
suppose
,
’
with
a
jerk
,
‘
you
have
sometimes
plucked
a
pear
before
it
was
ripe
,
Master
Copperfield
?
’
‘
I
suppose
I
have
,
’
I
replied
.
‘
I
did
that
last
night
,
’
said
Uriah
;
‘
but
it
’
ll
ripen
yet
!
It
only
wants
attending
to
.
I
can
wait
!
’
Profuse
in
his
farewells
,
he
got
down
again
as
the
coachman
got
up
.
For
anything
I
know
,
he
was
eating
something
to
keep
the
raw
morning
air
out
;
but
he
made
motions
with
his
mouth
as
if
the
pear
were
ripe
already
,
and
he
were
smacking
his
lips
over
it
.
