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'Certainly not, if it referred to any ceremony.' ¡¡¡¡'Why, my dear Copperfield,' said Traddles, sticking his hair upright with both hands, and then putting his hands on my knees, 'I am married!' ¡¡¡¡'Married!' I cried joyfully. ¡¡¡¡'Lord bless me, yes,!' said Traddles - 'by the Reverend Horace - to Sophy - down in Devonshire. Why, my dear boy, she's behind the window curtain! Look here!' ¡¡¡¡To my amazement, the dearest girl in the world came at that same instant, laughing and blushing, from her place of concealment. And a more cheerful, amiable, honest, happy, bright-looking bride, I believe (as I could not help saying on the spot) the world never saw. I kissed her as an old acquaintance should, and wished them joy with all my might of heart. ¡¡¡¡'Dear me,'
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said Traddles, 'what a delightful re-union this is! You are so extremely brown, my dear Copperfield! God bless my soul, how happy I am!' ¡¡¡¡'And so am I,' said I. ¡¡¡¡'And I am sure I am!' said the blushing and laughing Sophy. ¡¡¡¡'We are all as happy as possible!' said Traddles. 'Even the girls are happy. Dear me, I declare I forgot them!' ¡¡¡¡'Forgot?' said I. ¡¡¡¡'The girls,' said Traddles. 'Sophy's sisters. They are staying with us. They have come to have a peep at London. The fact is, when - was it you that tumbled upstairs, Copperfield?' ¡¡¡¡'It was,' said I, laughing. ¡¡¡¡'Well then, when you tumbled upstairs,' said Traddles, 'I was romping with the girls. In point of fact, we were playing at Puss in the Corner. But as that wouldn't do in Westminster Hall, and as it wouldn't look quite professional if they were seen by a client, they decamped. And they are now - listening, I have no doubt,' said Traddles, glancing at the door of another room.

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was crammed were so indistinct. There was a great stage, too, looking very clean and smooth after the streets; and there were people upon it, talking about something or other, but not at all intelligibly. There was an abundance of bright lights, and there was music, and there were ladies down in the boxes, and I don't know what more. The whole building looked to me as if it were learning to swim; it conducted itself in such an unaccountable manner, when I tried to steady it. ¡¡¡¡On somebody's motion, we resolved to go downstairs to the dress-boxes, where the ladies were. A gentleman lounging, full dressed, on a sofa, with an opera-glass in his hand, passed before my view, and also my own figure at full length in a glass. Then I was being ushered into one of these boxes, a
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Truly, you did well," said the Marquis, felicitously sensible that such vermin were not to ruffle him, "to see a thief accompanying my carriage, and not open that great mouth of yours. Bah! Put him aside, Monsieur Gabelle!" ¡¡¡¡Monsieur Gabelle was the Postmaster, and some other taxing functionary united; he had come out with great obsequiousness to assist at this examination, and had held the examined by the drapery of his arm in an official manner. ¡¡¡¡"Bah! Go aside!" said Monsieur Gabelle. ¡¡¡¡"Lay hands on this stranger if he seeks to lodge in your village to-night, and be sure that his business is honest, Gabelle." ¡¡¡¡"Monseigneur, I am flattered to devote myself to your orders." ¡¡¡¡"Did he run away, fellow?- where is that Accursed?" ¡¡¡¡The accursed was already under the carriage with some half-dozen particular friends, pointing out the chain with his blue cap. Some half-dozen other particular friends promptly hauled him out, and presented him breathless to Monsieur the Marquis. ¡¡¡¡"Did the man run away, Dolt, when we stopped for the drag?" ¡¡¡¡"Monseigneur, he precipitated himself over the hill-side, head first, as a person plunges into the river." ¡¡¡¡"See to it, Gabelle. Go on!" ¡¡¡¡The half-dozen who were peering at the chain were still among the wheels, like sheep; the wheels turned so suddenly that they were lucky to save their skins and bones; they had very little else to save, or they might not have been so fortunate.