David Copperfield by Charles Dickens Chapter 54 Page 45

‘I was married.

God forgive us all!’ We took our seats in silence; and so she sat beside me for a long time, holding my hand. At length she suddenly burst into tears, and said:

‘He was a fine-looking man when I married him, Trot — and he was sadly changed!’

It did not last long. After the relief of tears, she soon became composed, and even cheerful. Her nerves were a little shaken, she said, or she would not have given way to it. God forgive us all!

So we rode back to her little cottage at Highgate, where we found the following short note, which had arrived by that morning’s post from Mr. Micawber:

‘Canterbury,