110  David Copperfield

CHAPTER 52

I ASSIST AT AN EXPLOSION

W

hen the time Mr. Micawber had appointed so mys-

teriously, was within four-and-twenty hours of being

come, my aunt and I consulted how we should proceed; for

my aunt was very unwilling to leave Dora. Ah! how easily I

carried Dora up and down stairs, now!

We were disposed, notwithstanding Mr. Micawber’s

stipulation for my aunt’s attendance, to arrange that she

should stay at home, and be represented by Mr. Dick and

me. In short, we had resolved to take this course, when

Dora again unsettled us by declaring that she never would

forgive herself, and never would forgive her bad boy, if my

aunt remained behind, on any pretence.

‘I won’t speak to you,’ said Dora, shaking her curls at my

aunt. ‘I’ll be disagreeable! I’ll make Jip bark at you all day.

I shall be sure that you really are a cross old thing, if you

don’t go!’

‘Tut, Blossom!’ laughed my aunt. ‘You know you can’t do

without me!’

‘Yes, I can,’ said Dora. ‘You are no use to me at all. You

never run up and down stairs for me, all day long. You nev-