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 FragmentWelcome to consult...ce, I made bold to open the gate, and walk after him, so
as to meet him when he should turn round. When he did, and
came towards me, he looked at me thoughtfully for a few
moments, evidently without thinking about me at all; and then his
benevolent face expressed extraordinary pleasure, and he took me
by both hands.

‘Why, my dear Copperfield,’ said the Doctor, ‘you are a man!
How do you do? I am delighted to see you. My dear Copperfield,
how very much you have improved! You are quite—yes—dear
me!’

I hoped he was well, and Mrs. Strong too.

‘Oh dear, yes!’ said the Doctor; ‘Annie’s quite well, and she’ll be
delighted to see you. You were always her favourite. She said so,
last night, when I showed her your letter. And—yes, to be sure—
you recollect Mr. Jack Maldon, Copperfield?’

‘Perfectly, sir.’

‘Of course,’ said the Doctor. ‘To be sure. He’s pretty well, too.’

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‘Has he come home, sir?’ I inquired.

‘From India?’ said the Doctor. ‘Yes. Mr. Jack Maldon couldn’t
bear the climate, my dear. Mrs. Markleham—you have not
forgotten Mrs. Markleham?’

Forgotten the Old Soldier! And in that short time!

‘Mrs. Markleham,’ said the Doctor, ‘was quite vexed about him,
poor thing; so we have got him at home again; and we have bought
him a little Patent place, which agrees with him much better.’ I
knew enough of Mr. Jack Maldon to suspect from this account that
it was a place where there was not much to do, and which was
pretty well paid. The Doctor, walking up and down with his hand
on my shoulder, and his kind face turned encouragingly to mine,
went on:

‘Now, my dear Copperfield, in reference to this proposal of
yours. It’s very gratifying and agreeable to me, I am sure; but don’t
you think you could do better? You achieved distinction, you
know, when you were with us. You are qualified for many good
things. You have laid a foundation that any edifice may be raised
upon; and is it not a pity that you should devote the spring-time of
your life to such a poor pursuit as I can offer?’

I became very glowing again, and, expressing myself in a
rhapsodical style, I am afraid, urged my request strongly;
reminding the Doctor that I had already a profession.

‘Well, well,’ said the Doctor, ‘that’s true. Certainly, your having
a profession, and being actually engaged in studying it, makes a
difference. But, my good young friend, what’s seventy pounds a
year?’

‘It doubles our income, Doctor Strong,’ said I.

‘Dear me!’ replied the Doctor. ‘To think of that! Not that I mean

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to say it’s rigidly limited to seventy pounds a-year, because I have
always contemplated making any young friend I might thus
employ, a present too. Undoubtedly,’ said the Doctor, still walking
me up and down with his hand on my shoulder. ‘I have always
taken an annual present into account.’

‘My dear tutor,’ said I (now, really, without any nonsense), ‘to
whom I owe more obligations already than I ever can
acknowledge—’

‘No, no,’ interposed the Doctor. ‘Pardon me!’

‘If you will take such time as I have, and that is my mornings
and evenings, and can think it worth seventy pounds a year, you
will do me such a service as I cannot express.’

‘Dear me!’ said the Doctor, innocently. ‘To think that so little
should go for so much! Dear, dear! And when you can do better,
you will? On your word, now?’ said the Doctor,—which he had
always made a very grave appeal to the honour of us boys.

‘On my word, sir!’ I returned, answering in our old school
manner.

‘Then be it so,’ said the Doctor, clapping me on the shoulder,
and still keeping his hand there, as we still walked up and down.

‘And I shall be twenty times happier, sir,’ said I, with a little—I
hope innocent—flattery, ‘if my employment is to be on the
Dictionary.’

The Doctor stopped, smilingly clapped me on the shoulder
again, and exclaimed, with a triumph most delightful to behold, as
if I had penetrated to the profoundest depths of mortal sagacity,
‘My dear young friend, you have hit it. It is the Dictiona