Дэвид Копперфильд

I Am a New Boy in More Senses than One

           

           Wehadamerrygame,notmadethelessmerrybytheDoctor’smistakes,ofwhichhecommittedaninnumerablequantity,inspiteofthewatchfulnessofthebutterflies,andtotheirgreataggravation.Mrs.Stronghaddeclinedtoplay,onthegroundofnotfeelingverywell;andhercousinMaldonhadexcusedhimselfbecausehehadsomepackingtodo.Whenhehaddoneit,however,hereturned,andtheysattogether,talking,onthesofa.FromtimetotimeshecameandlookedovertheDoctor’shand,andtoldhimwhattoplay.Shewasverypale,asshebentoverhim,andIthoughtherfingertrembledasshepointedoutthecards;buttheDoctorwasquitehappyinherattention,andtooknonoticeofthis,ifitwereso.

           Atsupper,wewerehardlysogay.Everyoneappearedtofeelthatapartingofthatsortwasanawkwardthing,andthattheneareritapproached,themoreawkwarditwas.Mr.JackMaldontriedtobeverytalkative,butwasnotathisease,andmademattersworse.Andtheywerenotimproved,asitappearedtome,bytheOldSoldier:whocontinuallyrecalledpassagesofMr.JackMaldon’syouth.

           TheDoctor,however,whofelt,Iamsure,thathewasmakingeverybodyhappy,waswellpleased,andhadnosuspicionbutthatwewereallattheutmostheightofenjoyment.

           ‘Annie,mydear,’saidhe,lookingathiswatch,andfillinghisglass,‘itispastyourcousinjack’stime,andwemustnotdetainhim,sincetimeandtidebothconcernedinthiscasewaitfornoman.Mr.

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