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I Am Shown Two Interesting Penitents

           

           ‘Mydear,’returnedTom,inadelightedstate,‘whynot?Whatdoyousaytothatwriting,Copperfield?’

           ‘It’sextraordinarilylegalandformal,’saidI.‘Idon’tthinkIeversawsuchastiffhand.’

           ‘Notlikealady’shand,isit?’saidTraddles.

           ‘Alady’s!’Irepeated.‘Bricksandmortararemorelikealady’shand!’

           Traddlesbrokeintoarapturouslaugh,andinformedmethatitwasSophy’swriting;thatSophyhadvowedanddeclaredhewouldneedacopying-clerksoon,andshewouldbethatclerk;thatshehadacquiredthishandfromapattern;andthatshecouldthrowoffIforgethowmanyfoliosanhour.Sophywasverymuchconfusedbymybeingtoldallthis,andsaidthatwhen‘Tom’wasmadeajudgehewouldn’tbesoreadytoproclaimit.Which‘Tom’denied;averringthatheshouldalwaysbeequallyproudofit,underallcircumstances.

           ‘Whatathoroughlygoodandcharmingwifesheis,mydearTraddles!’saidI,whenshehadgoneaway,laughing.

           ‘MydearCopperfield,’returnedTraddles,‘sheis,withoutanyexception,thedearestgirl!Thewayshemanagesthisplace;herpunctuality,domesticknowledge,economy,andorder;hercheerfulness,Copperfield!’

           ‘Indeed,youhavereasontocommendher!’Ireturned.‘Youareahappyfellow.Ibelieveyoumakeyourselves,andeachother,twoofthehappiestpeopleintheworld.

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