the legal institutions of this country? And that I thus became immeshed in the web he had spun for my reception?”’

Mr. Micawber’s enjoyment of his epistolary powers, in describing this unfortunate state of things, really seemed to outweigh any pain or anxiety that the reality could have caused him. He read on:

‘“Then it was that — HEEP — began to favour me with just so much of his confidence, as was necessary to the discharge of his infernal business.

Then it was that I began, if I may so Shakespearianly express myself, to dwindle, peak, and pine. I found that my services were constantly called into requisition for the falsification of business, and the mystification of an individual whom I will designate as