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Portrait of Charles Dickens 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!"
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens Personal History of David Copperfield… (1850)

Dick suggested.
"Fell in love!" repeated my aunt, "What do you mean? What business had she to do it?"
"Perhaps," Mr. Dick simpered, after thinking a little, "she did it for pleasure."
"Pleasure, indeed!" replied my aunt. "A mighty pleasure for the poor baby to fix her simple faith upon any dog of a fellow, certain to ill-use her in some way or other. What did she propose to herself, I should like to know! She had had one husband. She had seen David Copperfield out of the world, who was always running after wax dolls from his cradle.
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Portrait of Charles Dickens Charles Dickens Personal History of David Copperfield… (1850)

To this hour I don't know whether my aunt had any lawful right of way over that patch of green; but she had settled it in her own mind that she had, and it was all the same to her. The one great outrage of her life, demanding to be constantly avenged, was the passage of a donkey over that immaculate spot. In whatever occupation she was engaged, however interesting to her the conversation in which she was taking part, a donkey turned the current of her ideas in a moment, and she was upon him straight.
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