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Opening
this
packet
,
with
his
old
flourish
,
and
glancing
at
the
contents
,
as
if
he
cherished
an
artistic
admiration
of
their
style
of
composition
,
he
began
to
read
as
follows
:
‘
“
Dear
Miss
Trotwood
and
gentlemen
—
”
’
‘
Bless
and
save
the
man
!
’
exclaimed
my
aunt
in
a
low
voice
.
‘
He
’
d
write
letters
by
the
ream
,
if
it
was
a
capital
offence
!
’
Mr
.
Micawber
,
without
hearing
her
,
went
on
.
‘
“
In
appearing
before
you
to
denounce
probably
the
most
consummate
Villain
that
has
ever
existed
,
”
’
Mr
.
Micawber
,
without
looking
off
the
letter
,
pointed
the
ruler
,
like
a
ghostly
truncheon
,
at
Uriah
Heep
,
‘
“
I
ask
no
consideration
for
myself
.
The
victim
,
from
my
cradle
,
of
pecuniary
liabilities
to
which
I
have
been
unable
to
respond
,
I
have
ever
been
the
sport
and
toy
of
debasing
circumstances
.
Ignominy
,
Want
,
Despair
,
and
Madness
,
have
,
collectively
or
separately
,
been
the
attendants
of
my
career
.
”
’
The
relish
with
which
Mr
.
Micawber
described
himself
as
a
prey
to
these
dismal
calamities
,
was
only
to
be
equalled
by
the
emphasis
with
which
he
read
his
letter
;
and
the
kind
of
homage
he
rendered
to
it
with
a
roll
of
his
head
,
when
he
thought
he
had
hit
a
sentence
very
hard
indeed
.
‘
“
In
an
accumulation
of
Ignominy
,
Want
,
Despair
,
and
Madness
,
I
entered
the
office
—
or
,
as
our
lively
neighbour
the
Gaul
would
term
it
,
the
Bureau
—
of
the
Firm
,
nominally
conducted
under
the
appellation
of
Wickfield
and
—
HEEP
,
but
in
reality
,
wielded
by
—
HEEP
alone
.
HEEP
,
and
only
HEEP
,
is
the
mainspring
of
that
machine
.
HEEP
,
and
only
HEEP
,
is
the
Forger
and
the
Cheat
.
”
’
Uriah
,
more
blue
than
white
at
these
words
,
made
a
dart
at
the
letter
,
as
if
to
tear
it
in
pieces
.
Mr
.
Micawber
,
with
a
perfect
miracle
of
dexterity
or
luck
,
caught
his
advancing
knuckles
with
the
ruler
,
and
disabled
his
right
hand
.
It
dropped
at
the
wrist
,
as
if
it
were
broken
.
The
blow
sounded
as
if
it
had
fallen
on
wood
.
‘
The
Devil
take
you
!
’
said
Uriah
,
writhing
in
a
new
way
with
pain
.
‘
I
’
ll
be
even
with
you
.
’
