I picture Miss Larkins sinking her head upon my shoulder, and saying, 'Oh, Mr.Copperfield, can I believe my ears!' I picture Mr.Larkins waiting on me next morning, and saying, 'My dear Copperfield, my daughter has told me all.

Youth is no objection.

Here are twenty thousand pounds.

Be happy!' I picture my aunt relenting, and blessing us; and Mr.Dick and Doctor Strong being present at the marriage ceremony.

I am a sensible fellow, I believe--I believe, on looking back, I mean--and modest I am sure; but all this goes on notwithstanding.