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‘
He
never
could
come
into
the
office
,
without
ordering
and
shoving
me
about
,
’
said
Uriah
.
‘
One
of
your
fine
gentlemen
he
was
!
I
was
very
meek
and
umble
—
and
I
am
.
But
I
didn
’
t
like
that
sort
of
thing
—
and
I
don
’
t
!
’
He
left
off
scraping
his
chin
,
and
sucked
in
his
cheeks
until
they
seemed
to
meet
inside
;
keeping
his
sidelong
glance
upon
me
all
the
while
.
‘
She
is
one
of
your
lovely
women
,
she
is
,
’
he
pursued
,
when
he
had
slowly
restored
his
face
to
its
natural
form
;
‘
and
ready
to
be
no
friend
to
such
as
me
,
I
know
.
She
’
s
just
the
person
as
would
put
my
Agnes
up
to
higher
sort
of
game
.
Now
,
I
ain
’
t
one
of
your
lady
’
s
men
,
Master
Copperfield
;
but
I
’
ve
had
eyes
in
my
ed
,
a
pretty
long
time
back
.
We
umble
ones
have
got
eyes
,
mostly
speaking
—
and
we
look
out
of
‘
em
.
’
I
endeavoured
to
appear
unconscious
and
not
disquieted
,
but
,
I
saw
in
his
face
,
with
poor
success
.
‘
Now
,
I
’
m
not
a
-
going
to
let
myself
be
run
down
,
Copperfield
,
’
he
continued
,
raising
that
part
of
his
countenance
,
where
his
red
eyebrows
would
have
been
if
he
had
had
any
,
with
malignant
triumph
,
‘
and
I
shall
do
what
I
can
to
put
a
stop
to
this
friendship
.
I
don
’
t
approve
of
it
.
I
don
’
t
mind
acknowledging
to
you
that
I
’
ve
got
rather
a
grudging
disposition
,
and
want
to
keep
off
all
intruders
.
I
ain
’
t
a
-
going
,
if
I
know
it
,
to
run
the
risk
of
being
plotted
against
.
’
‘
You
are
always
plotting
,
and
delude
yourself
into
the
belief
that
everybody
else
is
doing
the
like
,
I
think
,
’
said
I
.
‘
Perhaps
so
,
Master
Copperfield
,
’
he
replied
.
‘
But
I
’
ve
got
a
motive
,
as
my
fellow
-
partner
used
to
say
;
and
I
go
at
it
tooth
and
nail
.
I
mustn
’
t
be
put
upon
,
as
a
numble
person
,
too
much
.
I
can
’
t
allow
people
in
my
way
.
Really
they
must
come
out
of
the
cart
,
Master
Copperfield
!
’
‘
I
don
’
t
understand
you
,
’
said
I
.
‘
Don
’
t
you
,
though
?
’
he
returned
,
with
one
of
his
jerks
.
‘
I
’
m
astonished
at
that
,
Master
Copperfield
,
you
being
usually
so
quick
!
I
’
ll
try
to
be
plainer
,
another
time
.
—
Is
that
Mr
.
Maldon
a
-
norseback
,
ringing
at
the
gate
,
sir
?
’
