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'I didn't do anything in particular,' said Traddles. 'I lived with them, waiting to be put out in the world, until his gout unfortunately flew to his stomach - and so he died, and so she married a young man, and so I wasn't provided for.' ¡¡¡¡'Did you get nothing, Traddles, after all?' ¡¡¡¡'Oh dear, yes!' said Traddles. 'I got fifty pounds. I had never been brought up to any profession, and at first I was at a loss what to do for myself. However, I began, with the assistance of the son of a professional man, who had been to Salem House - Yawler, with his nose on one side.
Do you recollect him?' ¡¡¡¡No. He had not been there with me; all the noses were straight in my day. 'It don't matter,' said Traddles. 'I began, by means of his assistance, to copy law writings. That didn't answer very well; and then I began to state cases for them, and make abstracts, and that sort of work. For I am a plodding kind of fellow, Copperfield, and had learnt the way of doing such things pithily. Well! That put it in my

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'There may be some, perhaps - I don't know that there are - who abuse his kindness,' said Mr. Wickfield. 'Never be one of those, Trotwood, in anything. He is the least suspicious of mankind; and whether that's a merit, or whether it's a blemish, it deserves consideration in all dealings with the Doctor, great or small.' ¡¡¡¡He spoke, I thought, as if he were weary, or dissatisfied with something; but I did not pursue the question in my mind,
or dinner was just then announced, and we went down and took the same seats as before. ¡¡¡¡We had scarcely done so, when Uriah Heep put in his red head and his lank hand at the door, and said: ¡¡¡¡'Here's Mr. Maldon begs the favour of a word, sir.' ¡¡¡¡'I am but this moment quit of Mr. Maldon,' said his master. ¡¡¡¡'Yes, sir,' returned Uriah; 'but Mr. Maldon has come back, and he begs the favour of a word.'