Next morning I met the whole family at the coach office, and saw them, with a desolate heart, take their places outside, at the back.
'Master Copperfield,' said Mrs.Micawber, 'God bless you! I never can forget all that, you know, and I never would if I could.' 'Copperfield,' said Mr.Micawber, 'farewell! Every happiness and prosperity! If, in the progress of revolving years, I could persuade myself that my blighted destiny had been a warning to you, I should feel that I had not occupied another man's place in existence altogether in vain.

In case of anything turning up (of which I am rather confident), I shall be extremely happy if it should be in my power to improve your prospects.' I think, as Mrs.Micawber sat at the back of the coach, with the children, and I stood in the road looking wistfully at them, a mist cleared from her eyes, and she saw what a little creature I really was.
I think so, because she beckoned to me to climb up, with quite a new and motherly expression in her face, and put her arm round my neck, and gave me just such a kiss as she might have given to her own boy.

I had barely time to get down again before the coach started, and I could hardly see the family for the handkerchiefs they waved.

It was gone in a minute.
The Orfling and I stood looking vacantly at each other in the middle of the road, and then shook hands and said good-bye; she going back, I suppose, to St.Luke's workhouse, as I went to begin my weary day at Murdstone and Grinby's.
But with no intention of passing many more weary days there.No.I had resolved to run away .-- -To go, by some means or other, down into the country, to the only relation I had in the world, and tell my story to my aunt, Miss Betsey.

I have already observed that I don't know how this desperate idea came into my brain.