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               ‘Go away!’ said Miss Betsey, shaking her head. ‘Go                  ?        Why did Miss
                                                                                            Betsey say ‘Go
               along! No boys here!’                                                        away!’?

                                     I watched her as she marched to
                                     a corner of her garden and stooped to dig up some more. Then,
                                     without a scrap of courage but with a great deal of
                                     desperation, I went and stood beside her.


                                     ‘If you please, ma’am’, I began.
                    stooped
                                     She started and looked up.

                                     ‘If you please, aunt.’                                           desperation

               ‘Eh?’ exclaimed Miss Betsey, in a tone of amazement that I had never
               heard before.

               ‘If you please, aunt, I am your nephew.’

               ‘Oh, Lord!’ said my aunt and sat flat down on the garden path.                         amazement

               ‘I am David Copperfield. You had come on the night when I was born and seen my
               dear mama. I have been very unhappy since she died. I have been taught nothing
               and put to work that is not fit for me. It made me run away to you. I was robbed when I
               first set out and have walked all the way.’ Here, I broke into a fit of crying.

                                       My aunt sat on the gravel, staring at me. Then she
                                       got up in a great hurry and took me into the parlour.
                                       I was unable to control my sobs. She placed me
                                       on the sofa, with a shawl under  my head and the
                                       handkerchief from her own head under my feet so                    sobs
                       gravel          that I would not dirty the cover.                     Who did Miss

               After a while, she rang the bell. ‘Janet’, said my                   ?        Betsey ask Janet
               aunt when her servant came in. ‘Go upstairs and                               to call from
               tell Mr Dick that I wish to speak to him.’                                    upstairs?

               Janet looked a little surprised to see me lying stiffly on the sofa.
               My aunt, with her hands behind her, walked up and down the
               room until a gentleman came in laughing.

               ‘Mr Dick,’ said my aunt, ‘Don’t be a fool, because nobody can
               be more discreet than you can when you choose. We all know
               that.’                                                                            parlour







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