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!’

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