always here, for nothing else. When you come in, sir, I was just putting it to my fellow-partner,’ towards whom he turned, ‘to say to Doctor Strong upon his word and honour, whether he’d ever been of this opinion long ago, or not.

Come, Mr. Wickfield, sir! Would you be so good as tell us? Yes or no, sir? Come, partner!’

‘For God’s sake, my dear Doctor,’ said Mr. Wickfield again laying his irresolute hand upon the Doctor’s arm, ‘don’t attach too much weight to any suspicions I may have entertained.’

‘There!’ cried Uriah, shaking his head. ‘What a melancholy confirmation: ain’t it? Him!

Such an old friend! Bless your soul, when I was nothing but a clerk in his office, Copperfield, I’ve