David Copperfield by Charles Dickens Chapter 42 Page 45

— is as blind as a brickbat; but this family’s out of the cart, I think!’

I needed but the sound of his voice to be so madly enraged as I never was before, and never have been since.

‘You villain,’ said I, ‘what do you mean by entrapping me into your schemes? How dare you appeal to me just now, you false rascal, as if we had been in discussion together?’

As we stood, front to front, I saw so plainly, in the stealthy exultation of his face, what I already so plainly knew; I mean that he forced his confidence upon me, expressly to make me miserable, and had set a deliberate trap for me in this very matter; that I couldn’t bear it.

The whole of his lank cheek was invitingly