into my head! I shouldn’t have deemed it at all proud if you had thought us too ’umble for you. Because we are so very ’umble.”
“Have you been studying much law lately?” I asked, to change the subject.
“Oh, Master Copperfield,” he said, with an air of self-denial, “my reading is hardly to be called study. I have passed an hour or two in the evening, sometimes, with Mr. Tidd.”
“Rather hard, I suppose?” said I. “He is hard to me sometimes,” returned Uriah. “But I don’t know what he might be to a gifted person.”
After beating a little tune on his chin as he walked on, with the two forefingers of his skeleton right hand, he added:
“There are expressions, you see, Master Copperfield—Latin words and terms—in Mr. Tidd, that are trying to a reader of my ’umble attainments.”