If he could think himself of so much use, one gleam of day might, by possibility, penetrate into the cheerless dungeon of his remaining existence--though his longevity is, at present (to say the least of it), extremely problematical.
'This is the last communication, my dear Copperfield, you will ever receive 'From 'The 'Beggared Outcast, 'WILKINS MICAWBER.' I was so shocked by the contents of this heart-rending letter, that I ran off directly towards the little hotel with the intention of taking it on my way to Doctor Strong's, and trying to soothe Mr.Micawber with a word of comfort.

But, half-way there, I met the London coach with Mr.
and Mrs.Micawber up behind; Mr.Micawber, the very picture of tranquil enjoyment, smiling at Mrs.Micawber's conversation, eating walnuts out of a paper bag, with a bottle sticking out of his breast pocket.

As they did not see me, I thought it best, all things considered, not to see them.

So, with a great weight taken off my mind, I turned into a by-street that was the nearest way to school, and felt, upon the whole, relieved that they were gone; though I still liked them very much, nevertheless..