David Copperfield by Charles Dickens Chapter 40 Page 6

‘it do my art good to see you, sir.

Well met, well met!’

‘Well met, my dear old friend!’ said I.

‘I had my thowts o’ coming to make inquiration for you, sir, tonight,’ he said, ‘but knowing as your aunt was living along wi’ you — fur I’ve been down yonder — Yarmouth way — I was afeerd it was too late. I should have come early in the morning, sir, afore going away.’

‘Again?’ said I.

‘Yes, sir,’ he replied, patiently shaking his head, ‘I’m away tomorrow.’

‘Where were you going now?’ I asked.