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- Дэвид Копперфильд
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However
,
I
heard
so
repeatedly
,
in
the
course
of
our
goings
to
and
fro
,
of
a
certain
Number
Twenty
Seven
,
who
was
the
Favourite
,
and
who
really
appeared
to
be
a
Model
Prisoner
,
that
I
resolved
to
suspend
my
judgement
until
I
should
see
Twenty
Seven
.
Twenty
Eight
,
I
understood
,
was
also
a
bright
particular
star
;
but
it
was
his
misfortune
to
have
his
glory
a
little
dimmed
by
the
extraordinary
lustre
of
Twenty
Seven
.
I
heard
so
much
of
Twenty
Seven
,
of
his
pious
admonitions
to
everybody
around
him
,
and
of
the
beautiful
letters
he
constantly
wrote
to
his
mother
(
whom
he
seemed
to
consider
in
a
very
bad
way
)
,
that
I
became
quite
impatient
to
see
him
.
I
had
to
restrain
my
impatience
for
some
time
,
on
account
of
Twenty
Seven
being
reserved
for
a
concluding
effect
.
But
,
at
last
,
we
came
to
the
door
of
his
cell
;
and
Mr
.
Creakle
,
looking
through
a
little
hole
in
it
,
reported
to
us
,
in
a
state
of
the
greatest
admiration
,
that
he
was
reading
a
Hymn
Book
.
There
was
such
a
rush
of
heads
immediately
,
to
see
Number
Twenty
Seven
reading
his
Hymn
Book
,
that
the
little
hole
was
blocked
up
,
six
or
seven
heads
deep
.
To
remedy
this
inconvenience
,
and
give
us
an
opportunity
of
conversing
with
Twenty
Seven
in
all
his
purity
,
Mr
.
Creakle
directed
the
door
of
the
cell
to
be
unlocked
,
and
Twenty
Seven
to
be
invited
out
into
the
passage
.
This
was
done
;
and
whom
should
Traddles
and
I
then
behold
,
to
our
amazement
,
in
this
converted
Number
Twenty
Seven
,
but
Uriah
Heep
!
He
knew
us
directly
;
and
said
,
as
he
came
out
—
with
the
old
writhe
,
—
‘
How
do
you
do
,
Mr
.
Copperfield
?
How
do
you
do
,
Mr
.
Traddles
?
’
This
recognition
caused
a
general
admiration
in
the
party
.
I
rather
thought
that
everyone
was
struck
by
his
not
being
proud
,
and
taking
notice
of
us
.
‘
Well
,
Twenty
Seven
,
’
said
Mr
.
Creakle
,
mournfully
admiring
him
.
‘
How
do
you
find
yourself
today
?
’
‘
I
am
very
umble
,
sir
!
’
replied
Uriah
Heep
.
‘
You
are
always
so
,
Twenty
Seven
,
’
said
Mr
.
Creakle
.
