Mrs. Micawber was amazed, but very glad to see me. I was very glad to see her too, and, after an affectionate greeting on both sides, sat down on the small sofa near her.

“My dear,” said Mr. Micawber, “if you will mention to Copperfield what our present position is, which I have no doubt he will like to know, I will go and look at the paper the while, and see whether anything turns up among the advertisements.”

“I thought you were at Plymouth, ma’am,” I said to Mrs. Micawber, as he went out.

“My dear Master Copperfield,” she replied, “we went to Plymouth.”

“To be on the spot,” I hinted.