I am the umble instrument of umbly serving him, and he puts me on an eminence I hardly could have hoped to reach.

How thankful should I be!' With his face turned towards me, as he finished, but without looking at me, he took his crooked thumb off the spot where he had planted it, and slowly and thoughtfully scraped his lank jaw with it, as if he were shaving himself.
I recollect well how indignantly my heart beat, as I saw his crafty face, with the appropriately red light of the fire upon it, preparing for something else.
'Master Copperfield,' he began--'but am I keeping you up ?' 'You are not keeping me up.

I generally go to bed late.' 'Thank you, Master Copperfield! I have risen from my umble station since first you used to address me, it is true; but I am umble still.

I hope I never shall be otherwise than umble.

You will not think the worse of my umbleness, if I make a little confidence to you, Master Copperfield?
Will you ?' 'Oh no,' said I, with an effort.
'Thank you!' He took out his pocket-handkerchief, and began wiping the palms of his hands.