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¡¡¡¡Janet looked a little surprised to see me lying stiffly on the sofa (I was afraid to move lest it should be displeasing to my aunt), but went on her errand. My aunt, with her hands behind her, walked up and down the room, until the gentleman who had squinted at me from the upper window came in laughing. ¡¡¡¡'Mr. Dick,' said my aunt, 'don't be a fool, because nobody can be more discreet than you can, when you choose. We all know that. So don't be a fool, whatever you are.' ¡¡¡¡The gentleman was serious immediately, and looked at me, I thought, as if he would entreat me to say nothing about the window. ¡¡¡¡'Mr. Dick,' said my aunt, 'you have heard me mention David Copperfield? Now don't pretend not to have a memory, because you and I know better.' ¡¡¡¡'David C
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opperfield?' said Mr. Dick, who did not appear to me to remember much about it. 'David Copperfield? Oh yes, to be sure. David, certainly.' ¡¡¡¡'Well,' said my aunt, 'this is his boy - his son. He would be as like his father as it's possible to be, if he was not so like his mother, too.' ¡¡¡¡'His son?' said Mr. Dick. 'David's son? Indeed!'