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‘
Oh
,
thank
Heaven
!
’
cried
Agnes
,
fervently
.
‘
But
,
’
said
Traddles
,
‘
the
surplus
that
would
be
left
as
his
means
of
support
—
and
I
suppose
the
house
to
be
sold
,
even
in
saying
this
—
would
be
so
small
,
not
exceeding
in
all
probability
some
hundreds
of
pounds
,
that
perhaps
,
Miss
Wickfield
,
it
would
be
best
to
consider
whether
he
might
not
retain
his
agency
of
the
estate
to
which
he
has
so
long
been
receiver
.
His
friends
might
advise
him
,
you
know
;
now
he
is
free
.
You
yourself
,
Miss
Wickfield
—
Copperfield
—
I
—
’
‘
I
have
considered
it
,
Trotwood
,
’
said
Agnes
,
looking
to
me
,
‘
and
I
feel
that
it
ought
not
to
be
,
and
must
not
be
;
even
on
the
recommendation
of
a
friend
to
whom
I
am
so
grateful
,
and
owe
so
much
.
’
‘
I
will
not
say
that
I
recommend
it
,
’
observed
Traddles
.
‘
I
think
it
right
to
suggest
it
.
No
more
.
’
‘
I
am
happy
to
hear
you
say
so
,
’
answered
Agnes
,
steadily
,
‘
for
it
gives
me
hope
,
almost
assurance
,
that
we
think
alike
.
Dear
Mr
.
Traddles
and
dear
Trotwood
,
papa
once
free
with
honour
,
what
could
I
wish
for
!
I
have
always
aspired
,
if
I
could
have
released
him
from
the
toils
in
which
he
was
held
,
to
render
back
some
little
portion
of
the
love
and
care
I
owe
him
,
and
to
devote
my
life
to
him
.
It
has
been
,
for
years
,
the
utmost
height
of
my
hopes
.
To
take
our
future
on
myself
,
will
be
the
next
great
happiness
—
the
next
to
his
release
from
all
trust
and
responsibility
—
that
I
can
know
.
’
‘
Have
you
thought
how
,
Agnes
?
’
‘
Often
!
I
am
not
afraid
,
dear
Trotwood
.
I
am
certain
of
success
.
So
many
people
know
me
here
,
and
think
kindly
of
me
,
that
I
am
certain
.
Don
’
t
mistrust
me
.
Our
wants
are
not
many
.
If
I
rent
the
dear
old
house
,
and
keep
a
school
,
I
shall
be
useful
and
happy
.
’
The
calm
fervour
of
her
cheerful
voice
brought
back
so
vividly
,
first
the
dear
old
house
itself
,
and
then
my
solitary
home
,
that
my
heart
was
too
full
for
speech
.
Traddles
pretended
for
a
little
while
to
be
busily
looking
among
the
papers
.
‘
Next
,
Miss
Trotwood
,
’
said
Traddles
,
‘
that
property
of
yours
.
’