It's like old times.' 'Well! Uriah,' said I, bolting it out with some difficulty.
'Thank you,' he returned, with fervour.

'Thank you, Master Copperfield! It's like the blowing of old breezes or the ringing of old bellses to hear YOU say Uriah.

I beg your pardon.

Was I making any observation ?' 'About Mr.Wickfield,' I suggested.
'Oh! Yes, truly,' said Uriah.

'Ah! Great imprudence, Master Copperfield.
It's a topic that I wouldn't touch upon, to any soul but you.