Chapter 20

My story had almost come to an end.  I have published several books now, and am a well-known writer.  Agnes and I have been married for twenty years, and live in perfect happiness, with our children around us.  We have heard from Daniel Peggotty in Australia.  He and Emily have made friends there and are happy.  Mr Micawber had become an important figure in a large Australian town, and his family are quite used to living there.  My aunt, Mr Dick and Peggotty are all white-haired and old now, but still very fit, and they love playing with our children whenever they can.  My old friend Traddles has two sons of his own, and will soon become a judge.

When I think of my friends and family, Agnes’s lovely face shines above them all.  She is here, next to me, as I write, and I hope that when my life comes to its end, she will be with me in the shadows, pointing upward to the light!

Chapter 19

Traddles and I had both received rather strange letters from Mr Micawber, in which he asked us to come to Canterbury, with my aunt.  At this meeting, he said, he would show to all of us the proof of Uriah Heep’s wickedness.  Dora was too ill to come with us, so Traddles, my aunt, Mr Dick and I travelled to Canterbury by coach, spent the night in a hotel there, and arrived punctually at the Wickfield’s house the next morning.  Mr Micawber met us at the door and showed us into Uriah Heep’s office.  Uriah himself seemed rather surprised to see us, but pretended to welcome us as old friends.  Mr Micawber brought Agnes into the room too, and then stood firmly by the door.

Uriah fell back, shocked.  Looking slowly round at us, with a dark, evil expression on his face, he said, ‘I see!  You’ve all arranged this between you!  But I know who to blame for this!  It’s you, Copperfield!  You’re jealous of my new position, aren’t you?  But I know things about all of your father’s business mistakes, Miss Agnes, and I know about your past in the warehouse, Copperfield! So be careful, I warn you all!’

Chapter 18

Of all the conversations we had, I remember that one very clearly.  It made a strong impression on me, and I am glad now that I did not try to change Dora any more.  I had fallen in love with an innocent child-like girl, and I could not expect her to become a wise, experienced woman in such a short time.  But this meant that I had to carry all our problems on my own shoulders, and sometimes I felt sorry that I did not have a real partner in life, with whom to share these worries.
At about this time, my first book was published, and was a great success.  Dora and my aunt were equally proud of me.  I was becoming, however, rather worried about Dora.  She had been ill for some time, and did not seem to be getting better.  She was not strong, and could not walk anywhere by herself.  I began to carry her downstairs every morning, and upstairs every night, and my aunt came every day to look after her.  My little wife was still very pretty, and cheerful, but I knew how light she was, and how weak.  I began to fear she would not be with me for much longer.

Chapter 17

When I returned to London, I was delighted to discover that Dora’s  aunts had decided to allow me to visit her.  So every Saturday and Sunday I walked to their house in Putney, and spent the afternoons there.  Sometimes Dora sang or played the guitar, sometimes we walked by the river, and sometimes I brought Traddles or my aunt with me.  What happy times they were!

Mr Spenlow had seemed a very rich man to me, but when he died the lawyers discovered that Dora would not inherit much from him after all, as there anyone would debts to pay.  So I did not feel worried that anyone would suspect me of marrying Dora for her money.  Mr Spenlow’s frim lost a lot of business after his death, and I realized I would have to find another profession.  I had always been good at writing, so I continued as secretary to Dr Strong, and also began reporting what was said in parliament, for the daily newspapers.  I even wrote some stories, which were published in magazines, and was very pleased with the money I was earning.  

Chapter 16

We had not been sitting together long when Mrs Heep came in.  She did not leave us for a moment all that evening, and I wondered whether Uriah had told her to watch over us.  Whenever I looked at Agnes’s lovely face, I saw Mrs Heep’s evil black eyes staring at me.

The next day, Mrs Heep did not leave Agnes and me alone even for a minute.  The Heeps, mother and son, seemed to me like two ugly great black birds hanging over the house, and they made me so uncomfortable that I went out for a walk in the afternoon.  I was walking along a path near the house, wondering if I should warn Agnes about Uriah’s plan of marriage, when I heard footsteps behind me, and turned to see Uriah himself running after me.

I knew Uriah was deliberately encouraging Mr Wickfield to drink too much, but I saw that although Agnes’s father was aware of his weakness, he could no longer stop himself.  As the evening passed, I was disgusted to see that Uriah became more and more drunk.  Finally Uriah stood up with a glass in his hand.

Chapter 15

With Agnes’s encouragement I felt much stronger, and no longer depressed.  My life now had a purpose. I intended to work as hard as I could, to help my aunt and to earn enough money to marry Dora.  I got up every morning at five o’clock, walked to Dr Strong’s house on the other side of London, worked with him for two hours every morning, and then walked back to Mr Spenlow’s office, where I spent most of the day in the lawcourts.  Then I returned to Dr Stong’s for two or three more hours in the evening, and finally came home to my flat, where my aunt, Peggotty and Mr Dick would be waiting for me.  I was glad to be also to tell my aunt that Dr Stong would pay me seventy pounds a year for my work.  With that,  and the rent from my aunt’s house in Kent, we could live quite well, if we were careful.  Because I was young and healthy, I did not mind hard work, and whenever I was tired, I told myself, ‘You’re doing it for Dora!’ and that made me work even harder.

Chapter 14

I could not give her my opinion of Uriah, because by then we had arrived at the flat.  My aunt was very pleased to see Agnes again, and made us sit down on the sofa next to Peggotty.  ‘Now let me explain to you all what happened to my money,’ said my aunt family.  I was surprised to see that Agnes was pale and trembling.  Betsey Trotwood continued, ‘I saved a lot of money over the years, and my lawyer, Mr Wickfield, used to help me invest it in the right companies.  But recently I thought he wasn’t such a good lawyer as he used to be, so I decided to invest my money myself.  Whet a lot of mistakes I made!  Who knows where it’s gone?  In gold, and foreign banks, and so on.  It’s  no good worrying about it, but I can tell you, there’s nothing left.’

The colour was beginning to return to Agnes’s face.  ‘So it- it wasn’t my father’s fault, dear Miss Trotwood?’

‘Not at all, Agnes,’ said my aunt cheerfully.  ‘Now can any of you give me some advice?  I’ve asked my servant Janet to rent my little house in Kent.  That will bring in about seventy pounds a year.  I think we’ll need more than that, to live on.’

Chapter 13

All this time I had gone on loving Dora more than ever.  The more evil there seemed to be in the world, the more brightly Dora’s star shone down on me.  I am sure I considered her a beautiful angel, far above the rest of us poor humans, and I had no real hope of persuading her to love me.

Peggotty had come to London with me, as she was feeling rather lonely after Barkis’s Death and Daniel’s departure, and I could not stop myself telling her all about Dora.  She was very interested,  and most encouraging.

However, a wonderful thing happened.  During a long conversation with Mr Spenlow in the office, he mentioned that it was Dora’s birthday the following week, and invited me to a picnic to celebrate it.  As soon as I heard this, I went completely mad, and could not think at all clearly.  In the next week I bought expensive new clothes and boots, and arranged to hire a handsome white horse.  On the day of the picnic, I got up at six in the morning and went to Covent Garden market to buy the freshest and most beautiful flowers for Dora, and by ten o’clock I was riding towards the Spenlow’s house.

Chapter 12

He was lying unconscious in bed, looking very pale and ill.  Peggotty was sitting beside him.  She jumped up and took me delightedly in her arms, just as she used to do.  Then she turned to her husband.  ‘Brakis, my dear,’  she said almost cheerfully, ‘here’s Master David, who brought us together, you remember?  He carried your messages for you.  Can you speak to him?’
Brakis lay silently there, not moving.  We sat beside him all through that long night.  In the early morning, he suddenly opened his eyes, reached out his hand to me, and said clearly, with a pleasant smile, ‘Brakis is willing!’  And then he closed his eyes, and died.
I was able to help Peggotty with the arrangements for the funeral.  Barkis was buried in Blunderstone churchyard, close to my mother and little brother.  We discovered that Barkis had saved quite a lot of money, which he left to Peggotty and Daniel.  So I knew that Peggotty would not need to work in future.
On the day before the funeral, we all arranged to meet at the old boat.  It was my last evening in Yarmouth, as I was returning to London the following day.  When I arrived, I was surprised to see that Ham and Emily were not there.  Peggotty was feeling more cheerful now, and Daniel was talking to her.  Just then Ham came to the door.

Chapter 11

A year had passed since I first started work in Mr Spenlow’s firm.  I often went to court with him, and began to understand the details of some of the most difficult cases.  Mr Spenlow was kind to me, and occasionally talked to me, not only about law but also about other matters.  I discovered that his wife had died, and that he lived in a large country house for the weekend, and I accepted gratefully.  So on Friday evening Mr Spenlow’s coach and horses drove us to the house.  When I saw the Spenlow’s home, I realized how rich Mr Spenlow must be.  It was a lovely old building, with large gardens.
As I stared, I heard a voice speaking to me, but it was not Dora’s.  It was her companion, whom I had not noticed at all while Mr Spenlow was making the introductions.  When I saw that the companion was Miss Murdstone, I was surprised, certainly, but nothing could take my attention away from Dora for more than a second or two.
Mr Spenlow explained that Miss Murdstone had been kind enough to come and look after his poor motherless daughter, and to be her confidential friend and companion.  But it seemed to me that Dora was neither friendly nor confidential towards her stern companion.

Complaint letter

Rangsit Plaza Co., Ltd.

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Application letter

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Manager

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Unit 6-7

Last month is Birthday of my friend we had partying and had games is very funny everyone  happy so much because we singing a song , making some foods,  joyfully with games, and don't forget surprising cake to my friend.  She very happy and smiling anytime,  I thinking that is specially time of her.

In the party we had planning for surprising cake Birthday to her, but before we surprising cake. we preparing   equipment for making foods and for games.  After that we start to had party such as singing a song , playing games, eating foods, and crazy dancing together in party.  And finally don't forget surprising cake Birthday to her 

I think , she happy so much because she really like smiling anytime and that is specially time of her.  And  she will remember this party always of her life, i wish.

The story of man

In the morning of Friday, He got up at 7 O’clock. While he had flight left to Paris at 09.15 am. At 8 o’clock, he took coffee and check of document while he had accident because spill coffee attacked to the important documents. He was moody. In addition, the car’s he was breaking down at the half past nine. He must to take the taxi but the taxi was full. He was angry and worried about of time. He found the taxi to the airport. However, He left in the airport but he became late. He missed the flight. He was upset and miss meeting. So, he went to home. At 11:30 am. He watched TV news and the news told about the flight of 9:15 was accident. The flight to Paris fell land in the sea. He looked at them, he didn't serious injuries because he wasn't on the flight. He thought he miss flight was very fortunate.  He thought he was very lucky. Because If he was on the flight. He would have died. And he thankful the god to help me in this life.

Chapter 10

I had always taken Agnes’s advice, and I did so this time.  I do not remember how I got home, but I do remember Steerforth helping me to undress and get into bed.  What a terrible, sleepless night I spent!  How ill I felt!  How dry my mouth was!  But the next morning I felt even worse.  I was so miserable and ashamed that I had been so stupid, and that Agnes had seen me drunk.  I could not even apologize to her, because I did not know where she was staying in London.  I spent the whole day with my head in my hands, in my dirty, smoky room, surrounded by empty wine bottles.

But the next day a note was delivered to my flat.  It was from Agnes, asking me to visit her at the house where she was staying.  I went straight there after my day’s work at the office.

Agnes smiled miserably.  'My poor father has no choice.  You know how unhappy he has often has been?  And of course you’ve seen him drinking.  You see, he loved my mother very much, and when she died, he didn’t care so much about his work.  That’s when he started drinking.  Uriah’s very clever – he knows all this, and he’s been very useful to Father, doing all the work that Father had forgotten or didn’t want to do.  Father really needs Uriah now, to keep his business going.  And Uriah himself pretends to be humble and grateful, but in fact he’s in a strong position, and is insisting on becoming a partner.  Father is ashamed of himself, but he has to agree.  Poor Father!  I ‘d do anything to help him, anything!’  And Agnes sobbed bitterly.

Chapter 9

I decided to go to London first, to stay at a hotel for a few nights, and see all the sights of that great city.  I knew it would be very different from the last time I was in London, when I was working at the warehouse.  Now I was adult, and educated, and had money.

The hotel I chose was called the Golden Cross, and because I looked so young, I was given a very small, dark room in the roof.  But I did not feel confident enough to complain.

That evening I was returning from the theatre when I recognized someone going into the hotel.  I could not prevent myself from saying at once.

A week passed very quickly, with visits to the theatre, the museums and the zoo.  We went sightseeing, riding, swimming and boating.  Steerforth was the perfect companion to have, and I admired him even more than before.  In fact, I loved him with all my heart.

Chapter 8

I was delighted to see him again, and Mrs Heep invited him in for some tea.  I had to introduce him to the Heeps, but I did not think that Uriah would be a good influence on Mr Micawber.  However , I was interested to discover that the Micawbers were now living in Canterbury, as nothing had ‘turned up’ in Devon.  They seemed to be very short of money again, and surrounded by creditors as usual. I left the Heeps’ house as soon as possible, taking Mr Micawber with me, as I did not want him to tell Uriah all about my life at the warehouse in London.

And so the years passed.  I learnt everything that Dr Strong and his teachers could teach me, and at seventeen, came to the end of my schooldays.  My aunt suggested that, before deciding what profession to choose, I should spend a month in London or travelling round the country.  This would give me time to consider my next step. I agreed enthusiastically, and although I was sorry to say goodbye to my sweet friend Agnes and her father, I was looking forward to leading the life of an independent young gentleman.

Chapter 7

So, after helping the Micawbers to pack their few clothes, and waving goodbye to them at the coach station on their way to Devon, I went to the warehouse for my last day at work.  I did not tell anyone I would not be coming back the following week.  In the evening I packed my case, and put the ten shillings in the little purse Peggotty had once given me.  I looked around for someone to help me with my case, which was rather heavy for me, and saw a tall young man with a horse and cart passing by.

The young man put the case into his cart.  Then, looking round quickly to make sure there were no witnesses, he pushed me roughly against the wall and took my purse out of my trembling hand.  Before I could say a word, he had driven the horse and cart down the road and out of sight round the corner.  I knew I would never see him, my case or my ten shillings again.

Chapter 6

When we arrived in Yarmouth and down from the cart, we said goodbye to Mr Barkis.  Daniel and Ham Peggotty were waiting for us.  Daniel and Ham were exactly the same as I remembered them, cheerful and generous as ever, but little and prettier, but she did not want to play with me, or spend her time with me, I was rather disappointed, because I still considered she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and I thought I was in love with her.  Daniel and Ham were very proud of her intelligence and beauty, and just smiled when she laughingly refused to sit next to me.  But they all listened with interest to my stories of school life at Salem House. I told them about the other boys, especially the handsome, clever Steerforth.  I admired him so much that I could not stop myself telling them all about him.  Suddenly I noticed that Emily was listening eagerly, her blue eyes shining and a smile on her lips.  She blushed when she saw that we were all looking at her, and hid her face behind her hands.

I now realized that when the Micawbers left London, as they were planning to do, I would be very lonely in the city.  I still hated my work in the warehouse, and wanted to make a better life for myself.  I thought about it for a long time, and decided there was only one thing I could do.  I would try to find my one surviving relation, my father’s aunt,  Miss Betsey Trotwood, and ask her to help me.  I knew she lived somewhere near Dover, in Kent.  I could go there by coach, because Peggotty had once sent me ten shillings to keep, in case I ever needed it.  The time had come to use that money.