Charles Dickens,
Personal History of David Copperfield…
(1850)
“ Mr. Dick secretly shook his head at me, as if he thought there was no getting over this. "She couldn't even have a baby like anybody else," said my aunt, "Where was this child's sister, Betsey Trotwood! Not forthcoming. Don't tell me!" Mr. Dick seemed quite frightened. "That little man of a doctor, with his head on one side," said my aunt, "Jellips, or whatever his name was, what was he about? All he could do, was to say to me, like a robin redbreast—as he is—'It's a boy.' A boy! Yah, the imbecility of the whole set of 'em!" ”
