David Copperfield by Charles Dickens Chapter 52 Page 32

HEEP, but in reality, wielded by — HEEP alone.

HEEP, and only HEEP, is the mainspring of that machine. HEEP, and only HEEP, is the Forger and the Cheat.”’

Uriah, more blue than white at these words, made a dart at the letter, as if to tear it in pieces. Mr. Micawber, with a perfect miracle of dexterity or luck, caught his advancing knuckles with the ruler, and disabled his right hand. It dropped at the wrist, as if it were broken. The blow sounded as if it had fallen on wood.

‘The Devil take you!’ said Uriah, writhing in a new way with pain.

‘I’ll be even with you.’

‘Approach me again, you — you — you HEEP of infamy,’ gasped Mr. Micawber,