The Painter's Honeymoon

any respect. I cannot have the objection to your mentioning it to Mr. jorkins, Copperfield, if you think it worth while.' ¡¡¡¡Availing myself of this permission, which was given with a warm shake of the hand, I sat thinking about Dora, and looking at the sunlight stealing from the chimney-pots down the wall of the opposite house, until Mr. jorkins came. I then went up to Mr. jorkins's room, and evidently astonished Mr. jorkins very much by making my appearance there. ¡¡¡¡'Come in, Mr. Copperfield,' said Mr. jorkins. 'Come in!' ¡¡¡¡I went in,
and sat down; and stated my case to Mr. jorkins pretty much as I had stated it to Mr. Spenlow. Mr. Jorkins was not by any means the awful creature one might have expected, but a large, mild, smooth-faced man of sixty, who took so much snuff that there was a tradition in the Commons that he lived principally on that stimulant, having little room in his system for any other article of diet. ¡¡¡¡'You have mentioned this to Mr. Spenlow, I suppose?' said Mr. jorkins; when he had heard me, very restlessly, to an end. ¡¡¡¡I answered Yes, and told him that Mr. Spenlow had introduced his name.