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'Certainly, certainly. Call him Trotwood, certainly,' said Mr. Dick. 'David's son's Trotwood.' ¡¡¡¡'Trotwood Copperfield, you mean,' returned my aunt. ¡¡¡¡'Yes, to be sure. Yes. Trotwood Copperfield,' said Mr. Dick, a little abashed. ¡¡¡¡My aunt took so kindly to the notion, that some ready-made clothes, which were purchased for me that afternoon, were marked 'Trotwood Copperfield', in her own handwriting, and in indelible marking-ink, before I put them on; and it was settled that all the other clothes which were ordered to be made for me (a complete outfit was bespoke that afternoon) should be marked in the same way. ¡¡¡¡Thus I began my new life, in a new name, and with everything new about me. Now that the state of doubt was over, I felt, for many d
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ays, like one in a dream. I never thought that I had a curious couple of guardians, in my aunt and Mr. Dick. I never thought of anything about myself, distinctly. The two things clearest in my mind were, that a remoteness had come upon the old Blunderstone life - which seemed to lie in the haze of an immeasurable distance; and that a curtain had for ever fallen on my life at Murdstone and Grinby's. No one has ever raised that curtain since. I have lifted it for a moment,