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¡¡¡¡'Good God!' cried Traddles, looking up. 'It's Copperfield!' and rushed into my arms, where I held him tight. ¡¡¡¡'All well, my dear Traddles?' ¡¡¡¡'All well, my dear, dear Copperfield, and nothing but good news!' ¡¡¡¡We cried with pleasure, both of us. ¡¡¡¡'My dear fellow,' said Traddles, rumpling his hair in his excitement, which was a most unnecessary operation, 'my dearest Copperfield, my long-lost and most welcome friend, how glad I am to see you! How brown you are! How glad I am! Upon my life and honour, I never was so rejoiced, my beloved Copperfield, never!' ¡¡¡¡I was equally at a loss to express my emotions. I was quite unable to speak, at first. ¡¡¡¡'My dear fellow!' said Traddles. 'And grown so famous! My glorious Copperfield! Good gracious me, WHEN did you come, WHERE have you come from, WHAT have you been doing?' ¡¡¡¡Never pausing for an answer to anything he said, Tra
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ddles, who had clapped me into an easy-chair by the fire, all this time impetuously stirred the fire with one hand, and pulled at my neck-kerchief with the other, under some wild delusion that it was a great-coat. Without putting down the poker, he now hugged me again; and I hugged him; and, both laughing, and both wiping our eyes, we both sat down, and shook hands across the hearth. ¡¡¡¡'To think,' said Traddles, 'that you should have been so nearly coming home as you must have been, my dear old boy, and not at the ceremony!' ¡¡¡¡'What ceremony, my dear Traddles?' ¡¡¡¡'Good gracious me!' cried Traddles, opening his eyes in his old way. 'Didn't you get my last letter?'
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