Identifier: davidcopperfield01dicke (find matches)
Title: David Copperfield
Year: 1850 (1850s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870 Browne, Hablot Knight, 1815-1882
Subjects: Boys Orphans Young men Child labor
Publisher: Philadelphia : T.B. Peterson
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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left her little reticulebehind. Delighted to be of any service to her, I ran back to fetch it. I went into the supper-room, where it had been left, which w^isdeserted and dark. But a door- of communication between that andthe Doctors study, where there was a light, being open, I passed onthere, to say what I wanted, and to get a candle. The Doctor was sitting in his easy chair by the fireside, and hisf oung wife was on a stool at his feet. The Doctor, with a compla-cent smile, was reading aloud some manuscript explanation or state-ment of a theory out of that interminable Dictionary, and she waslooking up at him. But with such a face as I never saw. It was sobeautiful in its form, it was so ashy pale, it was so fixed in itsabstraction, it was so full of a wild, sleep-walking, dreamy horror ofI dont know what. The eyes were wide open, and her brown haiifell in two rich clusters on her shoulders, and on her white dress,disordered by the want of the lost ribbon, Distinctly 9s I recollect
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I returu to the Doctors after tliu Tuity. LIBRARY OF THE L.;iVtaSITY OF ILUN i DAVID COPPERFIELD. 291 her look, I cannot say of what it was expressive. I cannot even sayof what it is expressive to me now, rising again before my olderjudgment. Penitence, humiliation, shame, pride, love, and trustful-ness—I see them all; and in them all, I see that horror of I dontknow what. My entrance, and my saying what I wanted, roused her. Itdisturbed the Doctor too, for when I went back to replace the candleI had taken from the table, he was patting her head, in his fatherlyway, and sapng he was a merciless drone to let her tempt him intoreading on; and he would have her go to bed. But she asked him, in a rapid, urgent manner, to let her stay—tolet her feel assured (I heard her murmur some broken words tothis effect) that she was in his confidence that night. And, as sheturned again towards him, after glancing at me as I left the roomand went out at the door, I saw her cross her hands upon his

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