about　him。
  ‘I　have　discovered　my　friend　Copperfield；’　said　Mr。　Micawber
  genteelly；　and　without　addressing　himself　particularly　to　anyone；
  ‘not　in　solitude；　but　partaking　of　a　social　meal　in　company　with　a
  widow　lady；　and　one　who　is　apparently　her　offspring—in　short；’
  said　Mr。　Micawber；　in　another　of　his　bursts　of　confidence；　‘her　son。
  I　shall　esteem　it　an　honour　to　be　presented。’
  I　could　do　no　less；　under　these　circumstances；　than　make　Mr。
  Micawber　known　to　Uriah　Heep　and　his　mother；　which　I
  accordingly　did。　As　they　abased　themselves　before　him；　Mr。
  Micawber　took　a　seat；　and　waved　his　hand　in　his　most　courtly
  manner。
  ‘Any　friend　of　my　friend　Copperfield’s；’　said　Mr。　Micawber；　‘has
  a　personal　claim　upon　myself。’
  ‘We　are　too　umble；　sir；’　said　Mrs。　Heep；　‘my　son　and　me；　to　be
  the　friends　of　Master　Copperfield。　He　has　been　so　good　as　take　his
  tea　with　us；　and　we　are　thankful　to　him　for　his　company；　also　to
  you；　sir；　for　your　notice。’
  ‘Ma’am；’　returned　Mr。　Micawber；　with　a　bow；　‘you　are　very
  obliging：　and　what　are　you　doing；　Copperfield？　Still　in　the　wine
  trade？’　I　was　excessively　anxious　to　get　Mr。　Micawber　away；　and
  replied；　with　my　hat　in　my　hand；　and　a　very　red　face；　I　have　no
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  doubt；　that　I　was　a　pupil　at　Doctor　Strong’s。
  ‘A　pupil？’　said　Mr。　Micawber；　raising　his　eyebrows。　‘I　am
  extremely　happy　to　hear　it。　Although　a　mind　like　my　friend
  Copperfield’s’—to　Uriah　and　Mrs。　Heep—‘does　not　require　that
  cultivation　which；　without　his　knowledge　of　men　and　things；　it
  would　require；　still　it　is　a　rich　soil　teeming　with　latent　vegetation—
  in　short；’　said　Mr。　Micawber；　smiling；　in　another　burst　of
  confidence；　‘it　is　an　intellect　capable　of　getting　up　the　classics　to
  any　extent。’
  Uriah；　with　his　long　hands　slowly　twining　over　one　another；
  made　a　ghastly　writhe　from　the　waist　upwards；　to　express　his
  concurrence　in　this　estimation　of　me。
  ‘Shall　we　go　and　see　Mrs。　Micawber；　sir？’　I　said；　to　get　Mr。
  Micawber　away。
  ‘If　you　will　do　her　that　favour；　Copperfield；’　replied　Mr。
  Micawber；　rising。　‘I　have　no　scruple　in　saying；　in　the　presence　of
  our　friends　here；　that　I　am　a　man　who　has；　for　some　years；
  contended　against　the　pressure　of　pecuniary　difficulties。’　I　knew
  he　was　certain　to　say　something　of　this　kind；　he　always　would　be
  so　boastful　about　his　difficulties。　‘Sometimes　I　have　risen　superior
  to　my　difficulties。　Sometimes　my　difficulties　have—in　short；　have
  floored　me。　There　have　been　times　when　I　have　administered　a
  succession　of　facers　to　them；　there　have　been　times　when　they
  have　been　too　many　for　me；　and　I　have　given　in；　and　said　to　Mrs。
  Micawber；　in　the　words　of　Cato；　“Plato；　thou　reasonest　well。　It’s　all
  up　now。　I　can　show　fight　no　more。”　But　at　no　time　of　my　life；’　said
  Mr。　Micawber；　‘have　I　enjoyed　a　higher　degree　of　satisfaction　than
  in　pouring　my　griefs　（if　I　may　describe　difficulties；　chiefly　arising
  out　of　warrants　of　attorney　and　promissory　notes　at　two　and　four
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  months；　by　that　word）　into　the　bosom　of　my　friend　Copperfield。’
  Mr。　Micawber　closed　this　handsome　tribute　by　saying；　‘Mr。
  Heep！　Good　evening。　Mrs。　Heep！　Your　servant；’　and　then　walking
  out　with　me　in　his　most　fashionable　manner；　making　a　good　deal
  of　noise　on　the　pavement　with　his　shoes；　and　humming　a　tune　as
  we　went。
  It　was　a　little　inn　where　Mr。　Micawber　put　up；　and　he　occupied
  a　little　room　in　it；　partitioned　off　from　the　commercial　room；　and
  strongly　flavoured　with　tobacco…smoke。　I　think　it　was　over　the
  kitchen；　because　a　warm　greasy　smell　appeared　to　come　up
  through　the　chinks　in　the　floor；　and　there　was　a　flabby
  perspiration　on　the　walls。　I　know　it　was　near　the　bar；　on　account　of
  the　smell　of　spirits　and　jingling　of　glasses。　Here；　recumbent　on　a
  small　sofa；　underneath　a　picture　of　a　race…horse；　with　her　head
  close　to　the　fire；　and　her　feet　pushing　the　mustard　off　the　dumbwaiter　at　the　other　end　of　the　room；　was　Mrs。　Micawber；　to　whom
  Mr。　Micawber　entered　first；　saying；　‘My　dear；　allow　me　to
  introduce　to　you　a　pupil　of　Doctor　Strong’s。’
  I　noticed；　by　the　by；　that　although　Mr。　Micawber　was　just　as
  much　confused　as　ever　about　my　age　and　standing；　he　always
  remembered；　as　a　genteel　thing；　that　I　was　a　pupil　of　Doctor
  Strong’s。
  Mrs。　Micawber　was　amazed；　but　very　glad　to　see　me。　I　was　very
  glad　to　see　her　too；　and；　after　an　affectionate　greeting　on　both
  sides；　sat　down　on　the　small　sofa　near　her。
  ‘My　dear；’　said　Mr。　Micawber；　‘if　you　will　mention　to
  Copperfield　what　our　present　position　is；　which　I　have　no　doubt　he
  will　like　to　know；　I　will　go　and　look　at　the　paper　the　while；　and　see
  whether　anything　turns　up　among　the　advertisements。’
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  ‘I　thought　you　were　at　Plymouth；　ma’am；’　I　said　to　Mrs。
  Micawber；　as　he　went　out。
  ‘My　dear　Master　Copperfield；’　she　replied；　‘we　went　to
  Plymouth。’
  ‘To　be　on　the　spot；’　I　hinted。
  ‘Just　so；’　said　Mrs。　Micawber。　‘To　be　on　the　spot。　But；　the　truth
  is；　talent　is　not　wanted　in　the　Custom　House。　The　local　influence　of
  my　family　was　quite　unavailing　to　obtain　any　employment　in　that
  department；　for　a　man　of　Mr。　Micawber’s　abilities。　They　would
  rather　not　have　a　man　of　Mr。　Micawber’s　abilities。　He　would　only
  show　the　deficiency　of　the　others。　Apart　from　which；’　said　Mrs。
  Micawber；　‘I　will　not　disguise　from　you；　my　dear　Master
  Copperfield；　that　when　that　branch　of　my　family　which　is　settled　in
  Plymouth；　became　aware　that　Mr。　Micawber　was　accompanied　by
  myself；　and　by　little　Wilkins　and　his　sister；　and　by　the　twins；　they
  did　not　receive　him　with　that　ardour　which　he　might　have
  expected；　being　so　newly　released　from　captivity。　In　fact；’　said
  Mrs。　Micawber；　lowering　her　voice；—‘this　is　between　ourselves—
  our　reception　was　cool。’
  ‘Dear　me！’　I　said。
  ‘Yes；’　said　Mrs。　Micawber。　‘It　is　truly　painful　to　contemplate
  mankind　in　such　an　aspect；　Master　Copperfield；　but　our　reception
  was；　decidedly；　cool。　There　is　no　doubt　about　it。　In　fact；　that
  branch　of　my　family　which　is　settled　in　Plymouth　became　quite
  personal　to　Mr。　Micawber；　before　we　had　been　there　a　week。’
  I　said；　and　thought；　that　they　ought　to　be　ashamed　of
  themselves。
  ‘Still；　so　it　was；’　continued　Mrs。　Micawber。　‘Under　such
  circumstances；　what　could　a　man　of　Mr。　Micawber’s　spirit　do？　But
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  one　obvious　course　was　left。　To　borrow；　of　that　branch　of　my
  family；　the　money　to　return　to　London；　and　to　return　at　any
  sacrifice。’
  ‘Then　you　all　came　back　again；　ma’am？’　I　said。
  ‘We　all　came　back　again；’　replied　Mrs。　Micawber。　‘Since　then；　I
  have　consulted　other　branches　of　my　family　on　the　course　which　it
  is　most　expedient　for　Mr。　Micawber　to　take—for　I　maintain　that　he
  must　take　some　course；　Master　Copperfield；’　said　Mrs。　Micawber；
  argumentatively。　‘It　is　clear　that　a　family　of　six；　not　including　a
  domestic；　cannot　live　upon　air。’
  ‘Certainly；　ma’am；’　said　I。
  ‘The　opinion　of　those　other　branches　of　my　family；’　pursued
  Mrs。　Micawber；　‘is；　that　Mr。　Micawber　should　immediately　turn
  his　attention　to　coals。’
  ‘To　what；　ma’am？’
  ‘To　coals；’　said　Mrs。　Micawber。　‘To　the　coal　trade。　Mr。　Micawber
  was　induced　to　think；　on　inquiry；　that　there　might　be　an　opening
  for　a　man　of　his　talent　in　the　Medway　Coal　Trade。　Then；　as　Mr。
  Micawber　very　properly　said；　the　first　step　to　be　taken　clearly　was；
  to　come　and　see　the　Medway。　Which　we　came　and　saw。　I　say　“we”；
  Master　Copperfield；　for　I　never　will；’　said　Mrs。　Micawber　with
  emotion；　‘I　never　will　desert　Mr。　Micawber。’
  I　murmured　my　admiration　and　approbation。
  ‘We　came；’　repeated　Mrs。　Micawber；　‘and　saw　the　Medway。　My
  opinion　of　the　coal　trade　on　that　river　is；　that　it　may　require　talent；
  but　that　it　certainly　requires　capital。　Talent；　Mr。　Micawber　has；
  capital；　Mr。　Micawber　has　not。　We　saw；　I　think；　the　greater　part　of
  the　Medway；　and　that　is　my　individual　conclusion。　Being　so　near
  here；　Mr。　Micawber　was　of　opinion　that　it　would　be　rash　not　to
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  come　on；　and　see　the　Cathedral。　Firstly；　on　account　of　its　being　so
  well　worth　seeing；　and　our　never　having　seen　it；　and　secondly；　on
  account　of　the　great　probability　of　something　turning　up　in　a
  cathedral　town。　We　have　been　here；’　said　Mrs。　Micawber；　‘three
  days。　Nothing　has；　as　yet；　turned　up；　and　it　may　not　surprise　you；
  my　dear　Master　Copperfield；　so　much　as　it　would　a　stranger；　to
  know　that　we　are　at　present　waiting　for　a　remittance　from　London；
  to　discharge　our　pecuniary　obligations　at　this　hotel。　Until　the
  arrival　of　that　remittance；’　said　Mrs。　Micawber　with　much　feeling；
  ‘I　am　cut　off　from　my　home　（I　allude　to　lodgings　in　Pentonville）；
  from　my　boy　and　girl；　and　from　my　twins。’
  I　felt　the　utmost　sympathy　for　Mr。　and　Mrs。　Micawber　in　this
  anxious　extremity；　and　sa