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Miss Murdstone confirmed this with an audible murmur. ¡¡¡¡'Humph!' said my aunt. 'Unfortunate baby!' ¡¡¡¡Mr. Dick, who had been rattling his money all this time, was rattling it so loudly now, that my aunt felt it necessary to check him with a look, before saying: ¡¡¡¡'The poor child's annuity died with her?' ¡¡¡¡'Died with her,' replied Mr. Murdstone.
oil painting ¡¡¡¡'And there was no settlement of the little property - the house and garden - the what's-its-name Rookery without any rooks in it - upon her boy?' ¡¡¡¡'It had been left to her, unconditionally, by her first husband,' Mr. Murdstone began, when my aunt caught him up with the greatest irascibility and impatience. ¡¡¡¡'Good Lord, man, there's no occasion to say that. Left to her unconditionally! I think I see David Copperfield looking forward to any condition of any sort or kind, though it stared him point-blank in the face! Of course it was left to her unconditionally. But when she married again - when she took that most disastrous step of marrying you, in short,' said my aunt, 'to be plain - did no one put in a word for the boy at that time?'
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