“My dear Copperfield,” said Mr. Micawber, “this is luxurious. This is a way of life which reminds me of the period when I was myself in a state of celibacy, and Mrs. Micawber had not yet been solicited to plight her faith at the Hymeneal altar.”

“He means, solicited by him, Mr. Copperfield,” said Mrs. Micawber, archly. “He cannot answer for others.”