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*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DAVID COPPERFIELD *** Updated editions will replace the previous one—the old editions will be renamed. Creating the works from print editions not protected by U....

CHAPTER 64. A LAST RETROSPECT And now my written story ends. I look back, once more—for the last time—before I close these leaves. I see myself, with Agnes at my side, journeying along the road of lif...

CHAPTER 63. A VISITOR What I have purposed to record is nearly finished; but there is yet an incident conspicuous in my memory, on which it often rests with delight, and without which one thread in th...

CHAPTER 62. A LIGHT SHINES ON MY WAY The year came round to Christmas-time, and I had been at home above two months. I had seen Agnes frequently. However loud the general voice might be in giving me e...

CHAPTER 61. I AM SHOWN TWO INTERESTING PENITENTS For a time—at all events until my book should be completed, which would be the work of several months—I took up my abode in my aunt’s house at Dover; a...

CHAPTER 60. AGNES My aunt and I, when we were left alone, talked far into the night. How the emigrants never wrote home, otherwise than cheerfully and hopefully; how Mr. Micawber had actually remitted...

CHAPTER 59. RETURN I landed in London on a wintry autumn evening. It was dark and raining, and I saw more fog and mud in a minute than I had seen in a year. I walked from the Custom House to the Monum...