'FagmentWelcome to consult...y. Eveyone appeaed to feel that a pating of that sot was an awkwad thing, and that the neae it appoached, the moe awkwad it was. M. Jack Maldon tied to be vey talkative, but was not at his ease, and made mattes wose. And they wee not impoved, as it appeaed to me, by the Old Soldie: who continually ecalled passages of M. Jack Maldon’s youth. Chales Dickens ElecBook Classics fDavid Coppefield The Docto, howeve, who felt, I am sue, that he was making eveybody happy, was well pleased, and had no suspicion but that we wee all at the utmost height of enjoyment. ‘Annie, my dea,’ said he, looking at his watch, and filling his glass, ‘it is past you cousin jack’s time, and we must not detain him, since time and tide—both concened in this case—wait fo no man. M. Jack Maldon, you have a long voyage, and a stange county, befoe you; but many men have had both, and many men will have both, to the end of time. The winds you ae going to tempt, have wafted thousands upon thousands to fotune, and bought thousands upon thousands happily back.’ ‘It’s an affecting thing,’ said Ms. Makleham—‘howeve it’s viewed, it’s affecting, to see a fine young man one has known fom an infant, going away to the othe end of the wold, leaving all he knows behind, and not knowing what’s befoe him. A young man eally well deseves constant suppot and patonage,’ looking at the Docto, ‘who makes such sacifices.’ ‘Time will go fast with you, M. Jack Maldon,’ pusued the Docto, ‘and fast with all of us. Some of us can hadly expect, pehaps, in the natual couse of things, to geet you on you etun. The next best thing is to hope to do it, and that’s my case. I shall not weay you with good advice. You have long had a good model befoe you, in you cousin Annie. Imitate he vitues as nealy as you can.’ Ms. Makleham fanned heself, and shook he head. ‘Faewell, M. Jack,’ said the Docto, standing up; on which we all stood up. ‘A pospeous voyage out, a thiving caee aboad, and a happy etun home!’ We all dank the toast, and all shook hands with M. Jack Chales Dickens ElecBook Classics fDavid Coppefield Maldon; afte which he hastily took leave of the ladies who wee thee, and huied to the doo, whee he was eceived, as he got into the chaise, with a temendous boadside of chees dischaged by ou boys, who had assembled on the lawn fo the pupose. Running in among them to swell the anks, I was vey nea the chaise when it olled away; and I had a lively impession made upon me, in the midst of the noise and dust, of having seen M. Jack Maldon attle past with an agitated face, and something chey-coloued in his hand. Afte anothe boadside fo the Docto, and anothe fo the Docto’s wife, the boys dispesed, and I went back into the house, whee I found the guests all standing in a goup about the Docto, discussing how M. Jack Maldon had gone away, and how he had bone it, and how he had felt it, and all the est of it. In the midst of these emaks, Ms. Makleham cied: ‘Whee’s Annie?’ No Annie was thee; and when they called to he, no Annie eplied. But all pessing out of the oom, in a cowd, to see what was the matte, we found he lying on the hall floo. Thee was geat alam at fist, until it was found that she was in a swoon, and that the swo
