David Copperfield by Charles Dickens Chapter 41 Page 7

‘SHE didn’t,’ rejoined Traddles; ‘but her eldest sister — the one that’s the Beauty — quite made game of it, I understand.

In fact, all the sisters laugh at it.’

‘Agreeable!’ said I.

‘Yes,’ returned Traddles with perfect innocence, ‘it’s a joke for us. They pretend that Sophy has a lock of it in her desk, and is obliged to shut it in a clasped book, to keep it down. We laugh about it.’

‘By the by, my dear Traddles,’ said I, ‘your experience may suggest something to me. When you became engaged to the young lady whom you have just mentioned, did you make a regular proposal to her family?